the tears blur the road ahead.

"I want someone to love. I want to be loved. I want someone to be there for. I want someone to be there for me. I want a relationship where the sex doesn't matter. I want to have someone for me, and be someone's. I want to be the person I pretend to be. I want to stop being the person I always end up acting like. I want to be able to look myself in the eye.

I want to talk to the me who is locked away in the dreams I never remember upon waking. I want to ask, why do I cry in my sleep?"