I can’t write to you
Not in the first person
I can’t tell you how I feel
I’ll **** for you
Is that enough?
Please ask me to **** for you
I can’t tell what I want
I’ll cook for you
Do you like panda?
I’ll deep fry a panda for you
I can’t say that you are mine
You can have my organs
Just pick one
Not the lungs!
I can’t say Us
I can recite The Raven
Poe? No?
Nobody ever wants to hear it.
Because the only thing that’ll ever matter to me is you.