I want to hug my child, even when she's outgrown her cute & cuddliness.
When she's grown enough to think she's grown, that's when she'll need my love the most
We weren't that kind of family, my siblings & I.
We never said I love you, just because. We always had each others backs, but in silence.
We appreciated, we cared, we loved; all without words.
Without hugs & affection…
My mouth would never let me admit how much my soul needed that attention.
A big girl now, filled with awkward tension.
Angry at the world for whatever it was that I've missed.
The most succulent dimpled cheeks that have never been kissed,
gently with security of knowing you are loved.
So when I say I need you, know that there's truth somewhere inside of a lie.
I need the idea of having you, not you.
I need the comfort that your company brings, but no, not you.
I need the affection & protection of a dysfunctional relationship with you
But I don't need you.