being wanted

he was the hello to my goodbye
the sun to my moon
the water in my desert
the halo in my doom
his presence left me in awe
and his love was as sweet as a rose
though he never really understood Maureen
he looked at my perfection
forgetting i wanted him to embrace my flaws
i wanted to be a jewel with substance
not a shiny object that never faltered
i wanted him to meet my demons
and bring out the angels in me
i wanted him to crave my silence
so that when i spoke...
he already knew what i intended to say
i wanted him to sincerely say" i was the one"
though i honestly hadn't believed it myself
i wanted so much
i forgot.....
it wasn't the want i wanted
i just needed to be needed