July 10, 2012 12:38 am

I need to be needed. I am in love with the idea of love. I just want someone to want me, nothing but me, and me as I am. Not more than I can handle. Not less than what I really am. Me and my lack of physical attraction. Me and my neediness. My faults, my addictions, my messes. My poetry, my mind, my heart. Every lost, little, and broken part.