was it too much?

was it too much to just want love?
love that stays when i’m falling apart
love that stays when i make mistakes
love that stays when i question the shame
was it too much to just want to be held?
held in times of sadness and despair
held in ways that did not feel like pain
held in arms that feel like warmth in the rain
was it too much to just want someone there?
someone who truly sees and sincerely cares
someone who can see how it is to be me
someone who knows how to translate the breeze

was it always my communication
did i not give the love they wanted
did i not listen when they spoke
and all i asked for was help
for what had broke

my body has gone in all the wrong places
and my soul has spread to all the phases
and my heart has been shattered in all it’s destined to be
and my whole being was never meant to be seen