Scarcity

I crave love, I crave it like thirsty 

People crave water.

I want someone to understand me,

As I've always been misunderstood.

I wish someone could sense

How vulnerable my heart is

That I’m not a cold stone.

I want someone to take care of my heart

Like the gardener takes care of his roses.

I want to be held in someone’s arms

So that I can let go of all the burden

I’ve been carrying, without putting it 

Off my shoulders.

I want feel safe, reassured that everything

Is going to be okay, I want a sense of security

That I can rest for a moment and someone

Will be there for me if I fail.

I guess when you don’t know what something 

Feels like you always crave for it, maybe that’s

Why I crave love cause I’ve never known 

How it feels like, to be loved .