And it's the middle of the night, and I find myself with the constant need to have someone, not a friend, and I already have up to three friends and that already exhausts me.
No, what I'm looking for is the pain, the adrenaline and the morphine that is to talk to someone at 2 AM and tell them all your secrets in lowercase, I want small rooms for hugs of half an hour and a smile behind my eyelids.
I want to fall in love, but this time different, this time I want someone to love me as I have loved, to tell me and to prove it, to say he is mine and I am his, I want to be able to say I have 3 friends and one person, and I can be alone because I've already shown it, that I can climb alone and fall to raise with dust in the hands, I have demonstrated several times but that does not remove that I want a hand offered and kisses of victory.
I am alone in a room that measures the length of your imagination and there I write of what I look for, I want and I need.
And that is a person who loves me without commitment or lies, who loves me with words and actions and loves me as I want and I seek.
And, oh God, oh my God, I can continue until Thursday describing what is everything I dream and I look, because this has been eating me since the new birth of me, it has been harassing me since a name has been sighed and a face given.
I can continue until nothing stops me, but then the thirst of the desert, because I seek sweetness of honey and cries of bitterness, I look for jealousy in the eyes and kisses on the lips, I look for being able to say he is mine and I am his like he would say.
I seek a single thing that no one finds and few speak, I do not seek eternity for that I am young and still without knowing where I am standing, but I look for the hope of an eternity and the sigh of the dawn of our love.
I wish in the last star of tonight to grant me that, tomorrow, at least I cross you and that my heart, runs, far and away, saying his the one, the one you are looking for and at least with dreams of you I can live, because I am an alcoholic in abstinence and there is blood to make pacts for only a moment with my beloved.
T.M.
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