Write me something beautiful.
Tell me that you'll always love me.
Sing me that song that reminds you of me.
Hold my hand like you do when you're trying
to be protective. Smile down at me, then
glance away to laugh at something I said,
and then turn your attention straight back
to me, your eyes penetrating through mine.
Ah yes, that feeling is so overwhelming
that I get shivers just thinking about it.
Hug me as if you're scared I'll let go and
never come back. Kiss me as if there's
no tomorrow. Give me that look in your
eye when you're ready to compete with someone.
You're so confident. You've let me in
on secrets that you have never told anyone else.
Let me hold you while you cry.
There is nothing wrong with sensitivity,
my dear, and please, stop denying that
just because you're a man. I am the only
one who has ever seen you shed a tear.
It's nourishing for one to let emotions out.
You said I am the only one, so let me be there.
I'm sorry if I sound selfish, but I just need
to know that this is true.
That this is all real.
