What I want.
It’s not something special. It’s something you can touch, feel, and lose. I want something that everybody else wants; but they don’t want it the way I want it. I shouldn’t—I shouldn’t be so enraptured in this desire because it isn’t something I’d be able to keep. Still, I can’t wrap my mind around not getting it, and so I pine, I burn, I perish. And further, I digress.
Give yourself to me. In body and in spirit. Give me your soul and I will care for it the only way I know how.
2 years ago