How much do you want me? I want to hear you say it. It’s not that I can’t tell most of the time anyway. But don’t assume that I just know it. There are times when I look into your eyes and I can see it. At other times I can feel it in your touch. But often I need to hear it. Don’t tell me because I’m asking you to. That is virtually putting words into your mouth. I don’t want that. It’s not about that. It doesn’t have the same meaning. I need you to tell me because that is how you feel and because you want to tell me.
I’m no different to you. I like it when you tell me. I have a need to hear it with my own ears. Sometimes talking is not required. You can express how you feel without saying anything. But then there are times when words are needed more than anything else. When it seems to be the only way that calmness and reassurance can be provided. The only way to bring a restless mind back into balance and put it at ease. It doesn’t have to be elaborate or creative. Just tell me you want me when you feel it. Don’t hold back or feel embarrassed. I need to hear it, just like you.
Every. Single. Day.
Rico