Ramblings of the Broken Hearted

"You deserve better than me."
That's what you told me
the day you broke my heart.
"How do you know?"
I wanted to scream
as confusion clouded my thoughts.
"You need someone who can be there for you."
That's what you told me
as I sobbed uncontrollably.
"Who are you to tell me what I need?"
I wanted to yell
as anger began to build.
There is a difference between want and need.
I want you.
I want to feel your arms around me
as we lay together,
sated, after making love.
I want to see your face light up
when you smile as our eyes meet
across a crowded room.
I want to have your lips take mine
in a passionate display
of how much you missed me.
I need to be wanted
for my personality and sensuality.
I need to be loved
whole-heartedly and unconditionally.
I need someone who is going to be there
when I need a shoulder to cry on
in the middle of the night.
I need someone who not only wants me
but who needs me
just as I need him.
I love you and I want you.
That I cannot deny.
"You need to move on,"
you said with a heavy heart.
"I know I do,"
I whispered as the tears streaked my cheeks.
You never told me that you loved me
But sometimes actions speak
much louder than words ever could.
They say that if you love someone
Then you should set them free.
You did just that and I know
that I must do the same
because I do love you.