What I WantMature

Relationships are blooming all around

And I am left alone

I mean it’s fun you know,

Being so free and not having

To worry about another half

And whatever their troubles are

But frankly it gets old, being alone

I wish for someone I can share all my thoughts with

Someone I can giggle with at 3 in the morning

And cry with when I’m frustrated

And watch Adventure Time until I finally have all the episodes and songs memorized

And then maybe we can go to thrift stores and have a laugh at the things we find

And then when I’m sick they can bring me hot tea with plenty of honey

And it’d be a blast, I’m sure, until it’s likely timed end.

But until that end, I want to enjoy the time spent.

The End

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