A Golden Hug
I cry sometimes.
And sometimes I wish for her ears back. To have the person who would listen to every ounce of pain in my heart.
But I realized, all I really wish for is to have her to hold.
To collapse on her shoulder, while she rubs my back.
All I wanted was a hug. Never someone to listen to me.
Just someone to hold and someone who would hold me when I couldn't ask.
That's all I want, that's all I've wanted.
She was all I've wanted.