But these sobs are so familiar. Probably one of the earliest things I remember.
They are the exact ones I cried into my father's chest when he rocked me, hushing me while my mom walked out the door to go to work. The ones I cried when I had a bad dream or when I wanted my parents back together during their separation. Right now they just hurt and come in rolling waves that cease to persist though I don't really have any particular reason to hurt or feel lonely. I just ache for someone to hold me again, I guess. I just need someone here for me, even if they don't say anything.
All I want is someone to hold me and tell me it's okay, sometimes.
Nostalgia and Lonliness have a funny way of working together.
Sleep Better than I will tonight, loves
Girlinblue
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