I want your daily, your casual.
I want your stubbed toe and to know if pain causes you to curse or punch.
I want your mornings - quiet, eyes soft, looking into mine~

First time I saw you
I craved the moments I would get to know you
Those tiny moments we had contact.

Those tiny revelations
Slowly unwrapping this sensation
Still leaving much to my imagination

With each word you spoke
I connected the dots
Like you were a mystery to solve
with time we evolved
and in your life I got involved

I craved the moments I could explore you
push you to the limits I wanted more of you
explore the reasons behind your smile
explore the truth behind your lies
and lies behind your truth

explore you !
Dig right through you
I wanted more

I would explain you, explain myself
then compare
and slowly I developed disappointments and scares
of how much I cared
and how much you could reciprocate
all the things I felt
all the things I dreamt

but still I wanted more
I would dig right through your soul
I would explore
all those roads and all those walls
you put up

I had a clear picture now
and it wasn't in glitter like how I put you
it was raw and odd

But I still explored
and I wanted more
more of you
More of love
more of understanding this
Me
you
us

but how much is enough
The picture is turning grey
and this want just grows
the more it knows
And it feels more hollows
the more I get
the more I want
the more it's hollow

but I still want more .