To be held.
My mind is a jumble.
My heart is lost.
I don't know what I want from anything or anyone.
But when I am being held I am not as confused.
Maybe all I want right now is the security of arms.
Whose they are is not important.
Just that they are.
1 comment:
..hope this helps..
http://ahopecalledtomorrow.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-are-loved.html
"sometimes all we need is a little hope and encouragement" - anon
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