People make a mockery of my life. Is it because of my tongue, where I am always putting my foot in my mouth? Or is it because of my stupidity? Anyhow, at times I think what is the point of all this, you are far away from me, if you are near I can rest my head on your shoulder and just breathe in and out. I miss your presence. I love you and in any given time, I would choose you over and over again.
I love you. Say that to me. I am not pressing you but you don’t do any of those. Just assure me your presence. I want that. I want you to take control. I want you to look after me like a baby. Am I crazy?