I long for ...

I long for someone to love me. To treasure me. To hold me not in his hands but upon his palms. To feel my happiness and to ache my sorrow. To frown upon my enemies and to protect me from them.

Someone who longs to see me. Someone who misses my presence. Someone who is allergic to my smiles and laughter and catches them almost immediately. Someone who is affected by my pain and sorrows. Someone who shares his day with me. Someone who talk to me and talk with me. Someone who dreams with me and wonder with me.

Someone who is willing to waste a day with me, doing all the unimportant stuff. Watching the stars, smelling the roses.

Someone who appreciates me and admires me. Someone who thinks he is the luckiest guy cos he has me.

Someone who will whisper a soft word to me to cheer me up, to encourage me or just to tell me how much he loves me without blabbing the mere words.

The List goes on... And I pray that he will know...