You ask me over and over again "Explain it to me!"

and again and again all I can say is "Just sadness. I feel sad a lot."

"But what kind? and why? We all feel sad at times. I don't understand what you're complaining about."

"I'm not complaining, I'm telling you how I feel. You asked, remember?"

"I'm trying to understand here, trust me. But I can't work with just 'sad'. I need more."

"I can't explain it. Not to you, not to anyone. Frankly not even to myself. If you think you're having a hard time trying to understand what I'm feeling, imagine how I feel."

Imagine how often I ask myself "What is this? What am I feeling? Why am I crying?!"
Imagine how confuse I am every time I calm myself down by saying "We're alright, we're okay. We're gonna be alright." to my self, over and over again.

The thing is, I don't need you to understand. I just need to lie my head on your chest and have you stroke my back and tell me "It's gonna be okay." You can even call me babe if you want.

I just need a cuddle or two every now and then.

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