once in my life I just needed to feel loved. Something, anything to remind myself I’m not a waist of human flesh, to feel something other than the earth shattering pain that ever so slowing pumped through my decaying veins. This time I needed someone there to catch my every tear as i I couldn’t live with out that single drop. I needed someone to listen, to hold me like I’d already been lost. Because genuinely in this moment I just want to die.