Listen my child, listen oh sweet Lil girl inside of a grown up woman, I know you are starving. Starving of love and attention and care. Hungry of being loved in the way you love and hungry to be seen just as you are. I feel you oh sweet child of God, I feel you in my skin, in my heartbeat, in the ache of my knee and in the creases of my forehead. I hear you in my silent cries and I see you in my half crooked smiles. I want to let u know that I m there for you, even when no one else is.
The thing is more often than not the child starving for love will ask for it in the most unloving way and accept it in the most hurtful way from anyone who is willing to give a little attention. I see it girl I understand it, coz thats what I have been doing and allowing myself to look and convince I found love in places and people who are here for themselves more than being here for me.
Oh sweet child, don’t beg, don’t plead, don’t ask. Love and attention aren’t things that can be received by constantly asking for it. If you have to constantly ask for it, know that it’s not your place and the person is not for you, leave if you can or close yourself baby girl but never ever ever would you convince people to love you. No one will ever give u love cz you want him or her to give it to you. Real love moves free in both directions, you don’t have to ask for it. If you have to ask for it, you are in the wrong address.
Come sleep with me while I caress your hair and comfort your soul. You have me when you dont have no one else.