I am greedy, I am covetous, I am insatiable in the way I want all there is to have about you, and I grasp at it with earnest hands. Yes, I do want to know all your fears and dreams, and of course I want to know things like whether or not you like your eggs over-easy. But I want to know all of the things about you that have made you the enthralling individual you are: each of the things that make you cry, anything and everything that has made you smile, all of the reasons you have scars and blemishes. I want to know the hex code for that perfect shade of blue in the sky that brings you peace, and tattoo it onto my skin so that I would never forget. I want to learn everything there is to know about you and spend the rest of my life trying to memorize it.