When we collide, and the earth rotates.

I speak on behalf of the entire human race, that what we want is actually a touch of assurance. Someone who gives us security by the warm embrace we're longing for, and words of wisdom to make our insignificance significant.

Because all we want is to feel loved and appreciated. And to realise that we actually cause ripples in the vast sea, amongst the billions of people around us.

Because like they say, life is too short.

I've been on the brink of a rocky edge; an unstable terrain which leaves me insecure and vulnerable. It's precarious and i may easily plunge deep into the realm of uncertainties, breaking each barrier and the firm walls i've built my whole life. It has been too risky and i don't want to do this anymore.

I'm letting go.

Just not to the extent of delusion.

Sometimes i wish i'm better, cos i know i lack in more ways than one.

But it's all in the mind - i just have to think positively which will eventually translate to a heightened self-esteem and thus, i will feel better of myself.

Tsk, so much easier said than done.

Just imagine.

I feel alone.

Despite the presence of wandering souls all around me, i feel invisible. It is as though my presence is unwanted and not needed. What am i doing here?

Sometimes when i see couples walking along the streets where i am, there is this pang of jealousy which instantly overwhelms the deep recesses of my heart. I hate being lonely. I don't want to be alone.

Just like everyone else, I yearn for love. For a Someone who belongs to me and only me. A person who tells me that i'm special and makes me feel that way. A person who makes me feel loved and wanted. Someone who holds me tight when i need it - that security i have been wanting all this while. Someone who will tell me that everything is alright even if they're not - to give me the assurance that i need.

I want you. You've been gone and missing for far too long. You're probably looking for me, just as how i'm trying very hard to find you. Maybe, fate will unite us. Just.. maybe. I've waited so long, you've always been in my mind. Where are you?

I need your touch, with your empowering hands that have the ability to calm all storms within me. Your touch to make me feel alright, special and loved.

I need you here right now. I want to go all the way to your side just to give you a hug - just because i feel safe in your arms. I want to cry on your shoulders if things don't go my way. I want to kiss your lips because they taste sweet, just like you.

I feel empty without you. You fill me. I'm yours and you're mine, nothing else. We belong together. Everything reminds me of you, and this makes it so hard for me to live because i know that we're still apart and we don't even realise each other's existence. Why is God so unfair?

I hug my bolster tight, thinking that it's you i'm hugging all night. I sleep on only one side of the bed, because i know that you will be coming to fill up the empty space. I know you will, i just have to be patient.

When the storm rages outside, i will crawl under your muscular arms to seek refuge. And you will be right there, where i want you to be; hugging me tight, kissing me tenderly and whispering softly in my ear that it will be alright and you will never let me go. We just stay close and warm in each other's embrace till the storm subsides. I was asleep by then, on your chest with my arms tight around your body. You tuck me in, and gave me a passionate kiss on my cheek. You sleep beside me soon after, with your arms over me. That night was beautiful.

I want to tell you how much i miss you, but words alone cannot justify the extent of it. I want to tell you in person but you're nowhere to be found. You're probably lost while i'm here, trying very hard to survive each day without you. We need a miracle.

I know we're meant for each other. I just have to be patient and wait, though i'm in agony each time you appear on my mind.

I love you. xoxoxo

Confessions.

I've not moved on.

I hate getting hurt. I don't want to be petty.

Let me out.

I realise that i've not moved on, despite vehement proclamations that i already did. The scar etched deep within is just too... overwhelming (for the lack of a better word).

I don't know what's becoming of me. I've become too self-conscious of my status which made me harder to accept my circumstance. Maybe, i've evolved to become an elitist. Something that i'm definitely not proud of :(

I'm tired of all these games. I need a break, far away from here.