Before our hands even part
from our very first greeting,
my mind won't stop.
I want to know all that there
is to know about you.
Your greatest fears.
Your wildest dreams.
Your first heartbreak.
Your favorite childhood memory.
I crave to know the depths of your soul.
The inner workings of your thoughts.
I want to know who you really are,
not who you think I want you to be.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 12:16 PM UTC
Before our hands even part
from our very first greeting,
my mind won't stop.
I want to know all that there
is to know about you.
Your greatest fears.
Your wildest dreams.
Your first heartbreak.
Your favorite childhood memory.
I crave to know the depths of your soul.
The inner workings of your thoughts.
I want to know who you really are,
not who you think I want you to be.
