Finding that escape.

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we’re told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

Snow Patrol, “Chasing Cars”

I don’t know what I want anymore. I don’t know what I should want. Right now, in this moment, I just pretty much want to be wanted. It’s a nice feeling, to be wanted. To feel like you mean something to someone. Like if you were gone it would matter to someone; not because they needed your money, or needed you to do stuff for them, but maybe just to lay together and forget the world for a moment.