( naruto based but it can be deciphered into different anime characters if you want )
( Characters: Whoever you want it yo be, I decided to not tell who I did base it off of in the end but you can guess)
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It's only when you want, that you come to me.
It's only when you want, that you make me.
It's only when you want, that you praise me
It's only when you want, that you care for me
It's only when you want, that you want me.

What more could I ask for? You do things to me and say things to me when you want. Maybe it is for your own gain, and that you don't care about what happens with me. But.. that's okay. I can handle it, because I know deep down, you wouldn't be doing it with me if you didn't want to. Happiness is unknown to me, I'm a shell of pain, unhappiness and a shell of a higher power. I only know heart ache, I only know what I am given.

Though, if I am what you want, when you want it, that's okay. Being wanted, is a good thing. I may be wanted in an unhealthy way, but it'll be fine. I have a purpose and it makes me feel this fluttery feeling inside. I like the fluttery feeling, it's warm and it makes me smile. I never smile, only fake ones that hold no meaning. But when I'm around you, I can smile freely, like a bird who got let out of it's locked cage, but still can't fly.

I wonder if you have that fluttery feeling too. When you see me, do you have that swirl in your stomach? When you hold me, do you feel that warm, niceness? I thought I couldn't feel anything like that, I was always cold. Like my body was an ice pack, like I was a dead corpse.

You still wanted me, which is okay. If I'm wanted, then I have a real purpose. It means, someone needs me and has a reason for me to be here. So, want me all you want. Maybe, even your wants can be shared with mine. Maybe, we'll both smile when you lay down next to me, momentary holding me in your arms. Maybe you'll feel warm too when you crouch down next to me and lean your head on me, when you want. Maybe you'll be happy someday when I take your hand and squeeze it tightly, letting you know I'm who you want, and you'll look down at me, actually happy that you decided to want me. Though, I know you could care less if it was me you picked to want. If you need someone to be there with you, I'm always here.

I'm happy, but.. even I know this happiness won't last long. Someday, you won't want me anymore, and that's okay. At least I was needed. You'll still think of me, as something you had..

and that's okay.