Cuddle.

Maybe I do want to cuddle after all...

 

 

Sometimes I wonder because these dreams of mine lately keep telling me that I want more than I believe in. Maybe it's the way I think there can be more despite everything that's lacking. I don't know. Thoughts of you frustrate me.

I have the ability to just choose him and forget about ideas of you. I am quite capable of getting him back so that at night, I won't feel so alone and the next time I have dinner out, I won't be alone in a room full  of people. Yes, I can just simply choose him and be in the right track with the right frame of mine.

But...

...I want you instead.
Someone Anxious.