It is silly but sometimes it feels like I need a hug from someone who doesn't know a thing about me. Just a hug from a gentle stranger who's not known of my troubles and darkness. Someone who would whisper kindness to my ears and treat me the way people treated me when I was 5. When innocence hasn't left me because I was worthy of it. I need someone to hold me close and doesn't ask why — someone who needs not to understand. Someone who knows how to mend a troubled soul without judgement and expectations.