My heart is aching. I need someone to lay with me and just let me cry on their shoulder, let me completely soak their shirt with my tears. I need someone to hold me tightly. Don’t tell me everything is okay, or that everything will be okay. Tell me that you’re there with me. Tell me you’ll always be there with me. Hold my hand and bury your face in my neck. When I am completely drained of my tears, pick me up and carry me to the tub. After you have washed my hair, pick up a towel and hold it out in front of me. Let me walk into your arms as you wrap the towel around me. Comb and braid my hair. Dress me in an oversized t-shirt and lay me down in bed. Tuck me in and settle right next to me. Stroke my hair and whisper to me all the things you love about life and all the things you love about me. Kiss my forehead and promise me that you’ll be there in the morning. Promise me that you’ll be there every morning for the rest of my life. Promise me that I’ll never have to be alone, and please please please mean it.
lol no offense girl but you really dont seem like a new yorker
Well that’s because technically I was born and raised in California and only recently moved to the city… But I love it here and I don’t plan on leaving ever so maybe I’ll achieve this “new Yorker” status some day ;)