a little lonely

It’s one of those nights where I miss my toxic exes. It's one of those nights I would fall into a reasonably attractive stranger’s embrace. At the end of the hour, I don’t even need to or want to know your name. I just want to breathe in your cologne. Let me believe that you, without knowing anything about me, can see through my very soul. Let me believe that you, without asking or saying anything, know I am a second away from shattering. But don't worry. You don’t have to be the one to fill the void. You don’t have to do or say anything. Actually, I would rather that you don't. Just let me lean on you unashamedly and cry for a while. Oh, will you be the one to numb the waves of loneliness, while I figure myself out? 

Oh stranger boy, will you come sit next to me and comfort my lonely heart?