I want you to have my heart
To strike it as piano lullabies.
I want you to have my soul
To colour it as an unfinished draft.
I want you to have me.
To have me for my wrongs,
My rights and my unbearable madness.
I want you to love me
when I beg you to go away.
I want you to want me.
For those lullabies.
For those drafts.
For those wrongs and rights.
For my unbearable madness.
*Because that madness
Is my mad love
For you.