In the end, it doesn't even matter to you
Sometimes all I need is assurance.
Sometimes I just want you to chase after me when I walk away.
Sometimes I just want you to turn my face and kiss me when I say "I'm not crying".
Sometimes I just want you to take my hand and tell me you'll love me no matter what.
Sometimes, I wished I had the courage to tell you all these. All the time, actually. But I know I'll never do it.