Never mind.

Will you love me? Yes will you. Will you love? No not lust, not only want my body, want my smile, my laugh, my thoughts, not the way I look. Will you smile when I laugh, think I’m pretty, not sexy. Call me baby, not “bitch”. Care for me, don’t lust for me. I want to be loved not lusted. I love too hard so people leave too fast. I don’t lust enough so I’m not loved. Although, once I do I’m called “perfect” “pretty” “amazing” I become everything I don’t wanna be. I wanna be loved. Will you love me? No. Never mind loving. The attention of the lust, the dream of it all. The addiction. Talk about my body, about my looks, lust for me, feel for me, loving doesn’t matter when you’re lusting. Will you lust for me? Please, attentions all I need. So… will you lust for me?