I am so touch starved
but I am so stubborn too.
I wanna be kissed like a muse
but I am too afraid
I’ll waste it on someone’s redos.
I wanna be hugged
but I am too afraid to be touched.
I wanna be choosed
but I have all of my doors closed.
Babe,
I am too confused
to let anyone have me consumed.
I want someone to hold me
without making me regret
that I let them see me.
I want to feel wanted
without wandering and wondering
of all that could go wrong.
I want all the softness
but none of the consequences.
I keep waiting for someone
who feels safe enough
to let me stop being afraid.