All I want is someone to talk to, someone with whom I can share my inner feelings and my fondest dreams, never fearing disapproval or rejection.
All I want is a hand to hold, a hand that can gently cradle whether conversation rolls or whether silence fill the airs; a hand that can hold on to tightly whether out of nervousness or out of joy.
All I want is a pair of eyes to gaze into: eyes that will see my love grow, eyes that will sense the warmth in my smile, eyes that will welcome the sight of me.
All I want is for someone to be able to find these things in me. All I want is for someone to love me, and for that someone who loves me to be someone I love. All I want is Him. Labels: inner thoughts |
