i don’t want to fade away, i don’t want to be a memory.
i want to be right here.
i want to be understood without people trying to understand.i want them to see me as a masterpiece.
not to be confused as “perfect.”
but then again, perfection is in it’s faults.
i want someone’s eyes to lighten up when i walk through the door.
i want to open my eyes in the morning and not be alone.
i don’t need someone to be my journey,
i just want someone who’ll join me.
i want to believe in love.
i want to believe in people.