Someone Like My Mother

Until this morning, I still can't sleep.
My mind can't be quiet. My eyes were not too tired awake.
My mind is preoccupied with thoughts about a thirst for affection.
Every time I close my eyes, always longing tortured. Longing that leads to someone that even I don't know who.
  Makes me feel hurt and crying again. Here, no single person. That can lighten the load a little thought.
Honestly, I couldn't face it alone.

Lord, give me someone who understands my situation at all, someone who is alwaysthere for me, someone who will pay attention to me, someone who loved me andsomeone is always watching over me.
I don't need a treasure, I don't need luxury. I just need someone who will comfort meand wake my spirit in times of grief and adversity of life I felt then.
And I want a hug when the tears I can't afford it anymore weir.

I believe in God, you will definitely give me a hug the same person as someone who I call my mom a hug

I want to find someone like my mother.,

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