squandering refuge
I need somebody who will baby me forever…
I want somebody who’s for keeps…
I long for that person who I could call mine…
Somebody who will always be there beside me even if I don’t need him…
Someone who will mumur ‘I love you’, will word the phrase ‘I’m sorry’ without thinking twice; somebody who will adjust and change without even believing in the essence of doing so–all because he wants me to stay…
A certain someone who will compromise, who will not tire of me, who will not lessen his efforts but instead will grow better…sweeter everyday…
Somebody who will not increase his efforts only if he sense that there’s competition around…
Someone who will treasure me…will not make me wait, will not make me suffer beyond the comprehensible…who will treat me with utmost respect and undying passion…
(For a certain someone who reside in utopia…) 
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You take the life out of me…
