Who needs you, or anybody at all?
I just can’t seem to feel right with anybody anyways.
I get along well with me, myself, and I.
I have all that I need.
I don’t need anything else.
I would much rather be alone.
I have books, games, music to play.
I can dance and be myself, and nobody else would think im silly.
I’m not cool, i’m not shy.
I’m just something in between.
And I wonder, what guy would be right for me?
I think about that all the time.
But i’m never quite satisfied.
I can’t stop my brain from thinking these things.
It would be much better I think, to just be alone.
Quit this game, sit it out, and have some time to myself.
It’s so frustrating.
I am at least.
But somehow you just won’t let me leave.
You won’t let go of me.
And I don’t know if I should break myself away, or stay…
Life is strange sometimes.
It would have been easier if it was just only me to worry about.
I finally realized though…
I’m too proud to say it.
I am, it’s true.
It has been so very long, since i last saw you.
Since I have fallen safely into one of your hugs.
I just want to see you, i guess.
I thought after two years, you would get use to being apart.
But long distance is still as strong as it was before.
And I just keep getting weaker, and weaker.
Too proud to admit, that I need you.
That I miss you so much.
And just want you here beside me.
That is all I really need…
Nothing mushy, no kisses, just your hand in mine.
I would feel complete.