I want you.
All of you.
All of your flaws and so called mistakes.
I want you.

I want you.
I want you,
when you wake up at 3 a.m,
crying,
because of a bad dream.

I need you.
I need you,
because I’m needy.
I need you,
to hold me,
when I wake up at 3 a.m,
crying,
because of a bad dream.

Wake me up,
at 3 a.m,
because you suddenly,
felt the urge,
to kiss my lips.

I don’t mind,
at all,
to wake up,
at 3 a.m,
because of you.

(e.k.j.)