I just want …

I just want a place I can call my home.

A place to roam my weird ideas.

A place to idea my life.

A place to live my thrive.

A place that doesn’t hurt me.

A wife who doesn’t curt me.

And if a wife is too much to ask, 

Just a woman who actually wants the me I am.

A girlfriend would be fine.

A girlfriend who’d see me as huggable,

And kissable,

And lovable.

And wouldn’t say no

Every time I asked yes.

I just want … that.

Is that … just too much to ask?

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