He says he needs no love,
No attachments, no ties.
Is he telling the truth,
Or speaking lies?
He says he can survive,
Living alone and free.
But his heart still weeps,
To a great degree.
Behind his façade,
Of believing no one,
Lies a hidden desire,
To belong to someone.
At the end of the day,
He yearns to feel the same—
To be her darling,
To hear her call his name.
He has starved too long,
To rebuild his trust.
He ain't a freak,
Just needs time to adjust.