"I want him to rescue me. I want him, to want me. Like a thirst for water in the desert.
I want to be rescued, if not from my own insane mind, then at least from my drying, dying heart.
It can bloom.
I need him to know, that every inch of my being, is itching to love him.
But he is not here, and I am not there. And everything is just a dream, I forgot to forget."
- (via something-melancholic)