I want strings.

I want knots and twists and countless intertwining strands.

I want to get completely and utterly tangled in you, in us.

I want your lips and your hands and your body, I want you.

I want passion and emotion and heartache.

I want cuddling and arguments and moments that take my breath away.

I want to care about you more than I care about myself.

I want to fall in love with you.

But I must ask, can I?