not so long ago that surrounded me and

filled me. Now I'm alone and all I can hear

is the determined cadence of my vital

organ. I wish someone could hold me while

I sleep but I know when they get around

I'll find discomfort in a body that is hotter

or colder or softer or harder than mine.

I toss and turn. My thoughts beating into

my conscious state. I wonder if I'm scared of 

being alone or too weak to not want someone

to hold me from time to time. I'm scared of both

notions, cuz I paint the picture of confidence

to show to everyone around me. But in these

bright hues, is there a hint of hypocrisy? Am 

I just another girl in love with love or is it okay

to want to fall asleep to the lullaby of another's

heartbeat? The idea of weakness chills my bones

and I pull the covers tight around me.

My warmth, my strength comes from me and only me.