I want to share my love with someone, I want them to smile and love life….with me. I want to kiss the tears that may fall, away. I want to whisper love into their ear. I want them to know that my heart, each pound it takes, belongs to them. Till its last. I want their eyes to light up, and dance. I want to give them happiness.

I’m 16, mind you. I don’t possess much happiness of my own. But my heart, it believes that if one person. Just one person, to love all of me. From my flaws, to my emotions that makes me who I am. If they can do that, my heart believes that my soul will soar. Make all those demons, scurry away. And have be replaced with a smile. The smile that ran away, when the demons came. I’ve been lost for awhile. Alone with regrets, and hate. It sometimes comsumes me, and I lash out. I don’t want to be left alone, anymore. I just don’t.

I realize I shouldn’t be talking like this, since I haven’t even hit my twentys yet. But it kills me, and because I’m wall flower, no one notices. I’m stupid for wanting, thinking that love will save me from myself. And my heart, soul…mind can’t turn away from this idea. Though, I know it will only partially help. For the rest, will only come from me.