My Anchor

It's amazing how you really can be surrounded by friends and family that care about you as well as some strangers yet feel so alone. It may sound cliche but it is the truth. I'm so unhappy and yet people seem to believe I am one of the happiest people they know. Wow, I have them fooled. Though it hurts me that no one sees how I feel under this mask I am beyond pleased people fall it. This mask covers my emotions from the outside world so save me from answering simple questions people will not understand the simple yet complex answers that my mouth will spew. I need him. I cannot be happy unless he is here beside me, his fingers laced in mine ready to take on the world by my side. Each day my love for him grows, which only means void I feel for him intensifies and in turn causes each day without him to be more miserable than the last. I have done nothing to deserve this love that he gives me but now that I've had a taste, like a vampire and blood, I need it to survive. With him I don't need to pretend to be something I'm not and this mask I wear he sees right though it and unlike everyone else, he doesn't judge. I need to spend the rest of my life with him because without him I will never allow myself to thrive. These people around here keep me anchored while he, my love, lets me soar.