I want a love that's mine.

I want a love that's mine, a love to call my own. I want it to it to feel like it's mine I want it to be my home. One where the significant other wants to be mine to make my worlds turn into rainbows to bring the sun into my smile. Not someone who doesn't know if he wants me, who I have to beg to stay my side, not someone who thinks I'm bugging or would like to see me down for a while. I want him to come & talk to me and make his intentions known.  Not someone I have to beg to even give me the time of day, or I have to call on the phone. As a woman, someone  who wants to breathe in my every breath, who wants to see me in good health. Someone who would go out of his way to put a flower in my hair and sing sweet poems in the mid-air. It has to be by free will and not by force. Someone who'd bring the world down so I could touch it and turn the pages of life around so ours could go to the summit. And then I would know that he's mine and that he's the one for me and that nobody even if they tried would be able to take him away from me, because he really loves me.