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Needy Person

October 13, 1998

There are so many things
that I’ve wanted to say to you

I’m too afraid
would you know what I wanted too say

Then you would have
treated me differently

I’m not joking when
I say I love you,
and I don’t mean the “L” word
the way most people mean it.
I wanted to spend my life
with you, and
I wanted you to want that, too.

I wanted you to feel
the kind of passion I’ve felt
I’ve wanted you to make that effort for me.

I’ve wanted to be able

to have that life with you
and I’ve never wanted to tell you that

I’ve wanted you to just know

What if something happened
to me, what if I couldn’t talk,
or what if I died? Would

you know the things
I think? Probably not

Maybe you’d have an idea

Maybe you’re just used
to not having to think
about things life this

But I do

Yes, this is what
I think about. You’re tall,
have blonde hair and blue eyes.
You’re not perfect, but
neither am I. I’ve been able to get

past all
the imperfections
with you, but are
you capable of doing that for me?

I’m a needy person sometimes
and sometimes my needs
seem obvious
and you never notice that I need

you never think there’s anything
you can do to make my life better.

maybe I try
and work like a giant
and am good at what I do

but maybe sometimes
I can’t do it alone

and that’s what I need you for


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