I just want to give you something.
Something you want.
Something that will make you smile and look at me like you did when I said I loved your hands.
Sometimes I can breathe through the desire to give to you, remain calm, remind myself
That there will be days for that.
But sometimes...
Sometimes it crashes over me, a craving more intense than anything I've ever felt,
To give to you, to love you-
Now, this second, yesterday!
Never close enough, never big enough, never enough love for you- never!-
And I could easily be torn apart by how much I want to give you everything I am.
It is this feeling that drives me.
This is why I leave you flowers.
This is why I give you gifts.
This is why I tell you you're beautiful as many times as you will hear it, and gaze at you like you're the rising sun.
I crave to give to you,
Anything, everything,
All.
And that should scare me.
But it only makes me feel alive.