I'm a maze that you'll get lost in but i swear you'll love the scenery i bring i'm a puzzle with one too many pieces missing, hoping your heart will make me whole again.
I'll be your kitchen. with your consent I'll keep feeding your soul. I'll be your karaoke machine, entertaining the rhythm of your heart-beat.
Let me be your everything, if not, at least your something.
I'm a sponge that will absorb every emotion you drop on me. I'll be your supplier when your heart is in drought. I'm a memory box that will remember and capture every smile you flashed at me, I'll be your supplier when your dimples have forgotten.
I'm the strawberry lip-gloss that shines and softens when your fingertips brushes over me, I'll be your supplier when your lips have dried I'll be all you want me to be only if you'd let me...
I thought i could be everything for you but i cannot be the pillow you get comfortable on. i cannot be the lens through which you can see clearly from. i cannot be the shadow that follows your every move. i cannot be the light, the one you call your muse. i cannot be the fire that warms the coldness inside. i cannot be the the novel that keeps you contently mystified. i cannot be the blood that pumps through your veins. i cannot be the teacher who teaches you how to love again. i cannot be anything, not something, but just- nothing.