Lust for love
Some days nothing is right,
everything is wrong,
I don't even belong,
anywhere at all.
I've had many of those days,
so used with the frustration and pain,
confused of all the different emotions
that runs through my brain.
I long for the days,
when smile and laughter fills every second of the hour,
I forget everything that's wrong,
because you make everything alright.
You are filling every empty hole,
of my every being,
patching them up,
and giving me meaning.