I changed a previous post, not by much, but I think that this version is better.
I want you to help rub out the kinks.
I want you to scratch the itches I can’t reach.
I want your arms to pull me close when I’m crying.
Even if neither of us knows why.
Because, with you, I feel safe and protected.
I want you to help me find myself when I am lost.
I want your inner calm when I am too upset to think clearly.
I want your attentiveness.
Respond to me.
I want your gratitude.
I want your reciprocation.
Tell me you want me, too.
I want your inclusion.
I want your love.