I need no gifts, no new words,
No assurances you can’t give
I need no tomorrow-
No promises of no sorrow
I don’t need you to be here-
A warmth, arms to enfold
And shoulders to rest,
Or a thought, I’m cared.
I need nothing to fall back
Upon, when I’m tired
Or to wipe my tears-
When the world’s mis-wired.
I need nobody, want not a thing
I can live on, like it’s nothing.

I lie.

N.B. It’s so easy to keep writing, fabricating emotions, back and forth, like a game. Not my best, never my best, but at least I am writing… ❤ G.