That’s all.

I want to be soft and gentle.
I want to be trusted.
I want to be a wonderful tonic to an otherwise mundane life.

I want to feel completely exposed and know there’s nothing to be scared of.

I want to feel the comfort of a safe space – one just for me.

I want to roll over into arms that understand the strength it takes to wear my armour all day long. I want to be held by arms that appreciate how important it is that, with them, I can cast my armour aside to be warm and open and gentle; completely vulnerable without fear.

There are things I want to be told from a mouth that feels like home.

I want them to be whispered.
Gently.
While being kissed all over.

I want to be appreciated; held in high esteem. I want to be the reason for wide smiles and contented sighs.

I want my soul to be entwined tightly, warmly, comfortably in another’s without fearing it will devour me whole.

I want to be everything to someone and want them to be everything to me.

I want to be loved and to know that I deserve it.

That’s all.

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