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I feel the need to be held,

I need to be wanted.

I am not sad or depressed.

I just have a strong need and urge to be held

by the one who loves me truly.

To know that I can come home

after a bad day and no questions will be asked

other than what can be done to make it better.

This is a two way street

I also want to do the same.

To hear those words.

Man, did I have a rough day.

And then I would ask what

I could do to make it better.

This is what I feel is missing in my life.

Having written so many poems about this

in a state of depression writing one

not in depression is refreshing.

To be held close and hear the heart

and hear it beat.

To know that beyond a doubt the only thing

that is wanted for me is to feel better and

take comfort in the knowledge that

I am home.

I have heard the phrase

“Home is where the heart is.”

but home for me is not a place.

It is a person and a feeling.

The person I have not found.

The feeling is being loved.

Being loved does not come easy for me,

it is fraught with a fear that people will

see me for who I really am.

And that scares me.

To lay my entire life out in the open

for everyone to see and judge.

I will know who is right when I do not sense that fear

whether or not I get over it and move on

or she accepts me for who I am.