I want to live in a room in his head.
I want him to visit that room the most, that's where I want him to pray because I want to know his deepest fears and his darkest secrets because I want to put them to rest and have him know that I am and always will be the pillow he can rest on.
I want to love him and though I am not the only one who loves him, I want to love him in a way that make him feel different, in a way that cannot be compared to any love he's gotten, I want to make him feel like no one else can love him this way.
I want him to rush in to me, dive into me and die in me. Not a death that will divide us but a sweet death, the kind that no man has ever experienced, one that makes him beg to die over and over again, every second that he lives, because this death gives him more life than that which he knows.
I crave his misery, I yarn for his worries, I need his sorrows, I only want to be there to make him happy and lessen the weight he carries, because I love him. He is my soul, he was given to me to nourish and I will do just that,and if in the end I am not his choice then I would have done what I needed to do, I would have loved him and in doing so I would have taught him how to love.
I want him to visit that room the most, that's where I want him to pray because I want to know his deepest fears and his darkest secrets because I want to put them to rest and have him know that I am and always will be the pillow he can rest on.
I want to love him and though I am not the only one who loves him, I want to love him in a way that make him feel different, in a way that cannot be compared to any love he's gotten, I want to make him feel like no one else can love him this way.
I want him to rush in to me, dive into me and die in me. Not a death that will divide us but a sweet death, the kind that no man has ever experienced, one that makes him beg to die over and over again, every second that he lives, because this death gives him more life than that which he knows.
I crave his misery, I yarn for his worries, I need his sorrows, I only want to be there to make him happy and lessen the weight he carries, because I love him. He is my soul, he was given to me to nourish and I will do just that,and if in the end I am not his choice then I would have done what I needed to do, I would have loved him and in doing so I would have taught him how to love.