“Can you hold me…”

Once again, you strike through my heart. The song echoes in my ears on repeat, driving me insane. My hands itch to touch you, to hold you, to feel you…but you’re so far away..

“It feels like a tear in my heart

Like a part of me missing

And I just can’t feel it

I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I’ve tried”

Hopefully, our Universes will finally collide soon. We’ll definetely give our best shot at this.

Something inside me tells me to stop hoping and dreaming. It tells me to wake up to reality, although I don’t want to. Why should I be waking up when I could dream about those blue eyes looking back at me?

I’m scared and lonely, my heart so scarred that it barely beats correctly anymore. It scares me to think that I’d be using all of this only as a distraction, as a way to save myself from drowning.

I know I’m stronger than that.

Because the truth is, if I don’t dream, what meaning does my life have? If I don’t have hope, what else do I have?

Nothing.

So I can hope that you'll soon be in my arms.

Not only because I want my ego to get bigger and my heart steadier, but because I just feel like letting another name roll off my tongue. I just wanna love those beautiful blue eyes.

I want to be saved.

I want to be loved.

I want to be held.