i am starting to forget what i really need and want

the aimlessness i am in

the daily dullness and giving in

i gave up decisions, plenty of it

and tried as best as i could to keep those i really stand by

but for those, i am called stubborn

i have never said anything in my life

so many times den now

nth is ever enough

i realise

even in someone you love

you may never find the exact things u look for

i wish in other circumstances

i get a hug

a night with you staying over

again, it's too much to ask

but no one will understand

that i am still here crying

still crying every night

if comfort and love is two separate ways

where should i be?