heart shaped glasses

trucs d'amour || stuff love

I don't like not being loved.

I've never liked not being loved. I've never liked not being spoiled.
I want somebody's attention. I want a mans' eyes solely on me.
I want a sugar daddy, a caregiver, a lover.
All I want is somebody to love me, or even look at me the way I look at so many other men.
I want to have and to hold somebody.

And I want to stop wanting.
I want to be chased.
I swear I won't be hard to catch,
Just whisper some pretty little things in my ear and I'll be all yours.
Grab me by the waist,
Or even just wink at me.
That would be enough to get me smitten.
I'm easy, okay.
Easily caught, easily won, easily handed over.

I suppose it's because no one has loved me like that.
I've given so much 'love' to all these helpless boys,
What do I expect?