It's all I am and what I will be forever. I always thought I could find love but all I got was nothing. I want him so badly and I can't even see him. He's all I'll ever want. He's all that I need to live on. Why does it seem that I'm desperate? Am I really? I don't know if I ever will know because I'm always being told 'you don't need him.' 'you're better than that.' But I do need him. He's my life. I am desperate for him. I need his love. The way he holds me and tells me I'm gonna be alright. The way he whispers in my ear, "I love you." I miss him and want him so much. I really am desperate for him.
I lay in bed thinking and dreaming that he wrap his arms around me. That he kisses me. I just need him here.

I wonder how people can live. Knowing that there is someone out there for them. I wonder day by day, night by night,waiting for him. WOndering how the hell he would look. Or how he would talk to me.
In other words:
I'm desperate for love.