A person

'This is the woman that you call "My Person"'

Sometimes, I tell people things. I tell them secrets that I'm hoping they'll react to. I always want something from them. What was it that I wanted? Attention, of course. But isn't there different kinds of attention?

Well after thinking about it, I realized.

I want attention in the form of recognition. I want people to look at my life and tell me it was bad. I want people to appreciate and respect what I've been through. I want a reason for why I'm a bad person now. It works as a safety net "Yeah, I know I do this but I've had to deal with a lot of that in my life".

I know. It's selfish and it's unfair for me to want sympathy for my life when other people have their own lives to cry about. But, I just want it so much.

I want someone, anyone just to care. To care enough to talk to me about my life and try and help me with anything that is wrong. I want to have a person. A person who will be there for me always. Who will never let me down and understand everything about me.