Give Me Love It is not something I long for I tell this to myself every night This mantra and vow, I have kept Resolute and unwavering, I would hold out I live and breathe as the rest without it And so, I do not need it. Yes, my nights are lonely and sometimes sad I dive into fantasy and drown out my thoughts in fiction I live out hours and even years in the shoes of my favourite characters I bring them to life in my mind and bask in the love they feel for each other Even if for a moment, to me, It is real. If fantasy and fiction can give it to me That is enough. In reality, I do not need it. And yet the feeling of warmth, comfort, and belonging that I desire persists It gnaws at me just before I sleep It runs rampant in my mind and rampages through my heart I feel the absence of the very thing I wish to deny It is a void, deep and immeasurable. It does not look back It establishes its presence and dominance even as I am without it The s
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