Where is this hope coming from?
That someone would easily get, will be in love with my true self.
Without questioning my choices of life,
without inquiring of all the people I want in my reality,
showing utmost care without recognising what mine feels like.
I want somebody to comprehend my phrases,
Without asking about its connotation.
Who treats me like a falling star, wishing for my safety,
I want somebody whose soul feels divine staying with me.