I am proud of myself that in the world full of no emotions , I still have the heart that feels and bleed . I overthink because things matter to me , people matter , realtionship matter , smile matter. Let me share something really personal .As a man , I really crave for a woman in whose lap I can pour out all my weaknesses , all my fears , all my insecurities , begging her to save me and never let me go . I want her to always protect me . I have no male ego or fake macho bullshit about it . That's my idea of love .love is all about respect . I don't know why but I miss the times when I slept with no baggage in my heart . As she's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, her and mine are the same.