decided that I want you.
I need you to breathe.
When you're gone I feel like a fish out of water.
Misplaced and deprived of the only things I need.

I never needed him.
He wanted my body.
You wanted all of me.
I didn't want to give him any of me.
I want to give my all to you.
But you're not ready.

That's what hurts.
But I can wait for you.
I will until I'm just a rotting corpse
Love is a waiting game.
Waiting for someone to stop loving you and waiting for someone to be ready to love you.