I want you to own me,
hold me in your arms and never have the slightest consideration of letting me go.

I want you to own me,
kiss me like I'm the one you've
been waiting for at the dungeon,
and instead of being in a deep slumber,
you are wide awake waiting for the day I come.

I want you to own me,
like that new toy you've always wanted as a kid,
and when handed to you,
you hold it close to your heart
with a promise that you'll
never want anything else.

I want you to own me,
possess me,
tell me you want my time,
ache for me from the days I am away.

I want you to own me,
and when time comes
that I'd wander through
the unfamiliar streets and alleys,
oblivious of all the things around me,

I'll scan my world to look for you,
And the maps would be
Imprinted on my skin,
and as I trace through it,
I'll find your marks on me.
And I'll know you'll find me.

Because I am yours

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder;
I say I can't be without you much longer.

This distance is killing me,
And you bring the life inside me.

Can I pin away the days
And throw away the nights?
Can I fold down the miles
And jump through the highlights?

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder;
I say wait for me love,
a few more days and we'll be together

At night when the silence is deafening,
when thoughts of what ought to be is screaming.

Dreams of the future, so idealistic yet unrealistic.  In dreams where I can be anything and everything I want to be.
Yet I am here wide awake smirking at how great and crazy it would be.

How is that possible, to want a lot of things that is not free. To strive so hard yet still at the same spot, how can I flee?

In a life full of hope, yet there seems to be none. To hold unto something intangible, for the tommorows to follow.