Òyì nke e mepụtara

i wanted to be inlove to have someone so close that even if they werent directly by myside id still know they’re there. But i no longer want to be inlove. To feel the embrace of another humans soul, to feel the warm confort of someones sons arms wrapped around me, or for someone to know things abt me i dont have to say out loud. Ive realised after a while those things are privileges not rights. I dont have the right to be loved but the priviledge to do so. After him..yk who..i wont dare say him