Wanting
by: me
by: me
Something's wrong,
What makes these days long,
What am I searching for?
To heal this open sore,
Made by a love in the past,
In the end I knew it wouldn't last,
Slowly moving on,
Wishing those memories were gone,
Wanting to feel loved once more,
Instead of hiding behind a closed door,
Not wanting to be hurt,
That makes me feel like dirt,
Wanting someone to hold me tight,
Never leaving his sight,
Never doubting that he loves me,
That…I could clearly see,
All I need is one kiss,
To give me back those feelings I miss.
