Why do I crave love so much...? Why do I want someone to love me madly...? Why do I want someone to hold my hand during the darkest hours of my life...? Why do I want someone to speak to me softly... even when the world is shouting at me...? Why do I want someone to cry when I am in pain...? I have asked these questions to myself thousands of times... And every single time... I failed to find an answer. Maybe because I have been a sufferer all my life... Maybe because some children grow up learning how to survive... but never learn how to be loved... I never begged people to love me... And honestly... I never will. Why should I beg for something which should come naturally...? Why should I ask someone to stay... when their heart already wants to leave...? Since childhood... I never really got the things I wanted... Not the love... Not the affection... Not the warmth... Not the feeling of being somebody's first choice. So perhaps... somewhere inside me... a child is still standing a...
A promise to love you till my eternity...