Show me that there is more
That there are bumps in your clean cut edges.
That you would rather free fall than let all of the pieces fall into place.
Give me a reason to stop breathing , and make me like it so much that I never want to fully fill my lungs again
I want you to be wild and all over the place
So much so that I could spend my entire life searching and never uncover all that you are
I want you to thrill me
Be so terribly human that it hurts not to touch you
–I want to want you but you don’t make me feel a damn thing