The one hundred percent of you that I can’t have is far more of the you I need.
You know that small tip at the bottom of your heart where everything lands in the end?
I’ll take that part and leave the rest.
I am very selfish, but with you I feel like sharing.
My eyes be wide open and focused on the you I know and crave.
An insatiable thrist is what you have manifested in me.
I cannot venture to far from my you, as I would surely die without long, tall drinks.
There are things about you that I don’t know and what I don’t know won’t kill me, but not knowing you would make death a relief.
I cannot hold anything against you.
I knew heartbreak was possible.
My eyes couldn’t be more open.
I would have stepped to you even if you were a cliff, I committed the first step and all after.