Waking up anymore just seems more difficult than what it's worth. Where is the girl i can hold in my arms all night, and wake up next to every morning? When I can just look into her eyes and see the beautiful day ahead of me. I tend to get myself hurt alot, and I don't know why. Is it that I truly love to be abused? Is it that I want to be hurt? I don't think this is possible, because I really don't like feeling this way. The chaos that surrounds my life is not pleasing, and I don't enjoy it. I tend to be very rational with others problems, but why can't I be as rational with my own? I have troubles remembering what love feels like anymore. Don't have anyone to lean on, to protect and nurture. Someone to be my one and only at the moment. Sometimes it's just hard remembering what it feels like to caress and to be caressed. Sometimes I just wonder if it is all just a tragic nightmare that I need to wake up from. Somebody wake me up?
