These Midnight Lights [the.tumblr].

I just want you to hug me

thedame:

you in your tallness, I want to be engulfed in your arms, put my face on your chest, be calmed by your slow beating heart and your hands stroking my hair while you tell me that everything is going to be ok.

I may be big and strong and independent but I will always be a little girl who needs to feel safe in big strong arms and a loving heart and yet the older I get, the weaker the men around me seem to become, unable to be there for me, to stand by my side, believe in me, respect me and love me like I need to be loved.

where have all the good men gone?