You want to be loved,
as if you’ve never been loved before.
Unconditionally, with no strings attached.
Patiently. Gently. Softly.
Like falling leaves in autumn.
You want to be forgiven,
for all the flaws and perfections that you lack.
Tirelessly, working together in harmony.
Suddenly. Abruptly. Continually.
Like the full moon circles the earth.
You want to be reassured.
Always. That you are the only one.
You wanted all of these things and more.
And I would have given them to you gladly.
You just didn’t want them from me.