I want you,
to pull me close,
let me sink into your arms,
and let all my thoughts fade into nothing.
I want you,
to hold my hand,
trace patterns across it,
with the pad of your thumb.
I want you,
to lie with me on the grass,
looking at the stars,
talking about everything and nothing.
I want you,
to run your fingers through my hair,
to look into your eyes,
and see the stars inside them.
I want you,
to be my sunshine on a cloudy day,
to see all the darkness in me,
and love me for who I am.
I want you.