what i have:

he is a familiar body and warmth,
a movie i've watched to many times,
he's a book i know the ending too,
he's boring; he's too familiar,
i don't want brown eyes and warm smiles.

what i want:

he is a piece of the sun,
golden haired, with eyes like the sky,
and a smile filled with light,
his voice is laughter and his body is uncharted,
he is innocent from all of
the sin filled people around him.

what i can't have:

he is a smirk and a dark place,
with acid eyes and smoky breath,
he is my dreams and my nightmares,
my greatest desires and fears,
he'll break me, i know it, but i can't help it.