I welcomed you into my life, so innocently.
I was warm and invited you to my world in a split second.
I showed you my true colours (truest as they could be).
I delivered my deepest desires and darkest thoughts to you.
I fell down in front of your very eyes.
I felt life and reason leaving my body at your sight.
I was secure and safe with you by my side.
I argued passionately with you because I felt all too much to be able to spell everything out.
I stank of frustration and despair everytime you would go away.
I thought of you, at night and dreamt of you during the day.
I wished our bodies would collide to be just one, forever.
I went insane with love, passion, desire, lust so indelible.
I craved your lips so wet, and mine dried with thirst.
I sang your song so loud, the neighbours threatened to kill me.
I wanted to be in your arms more than everything I just mentioned. Because your scent is irresistible to me. Because your heartbeat matches mine to the half of a second. Because your hands are so willing to be mine. Because I am so willing to be yours.
Tell me now, how crazy am I?
Tell me now, how I don’t trust you?
Tell me now, how I am not speaking the truth?
Tell me now, that I am mad. That I am completely delusional.
Tell me. Because you know who I am.
But I know who you are, too.
And you want to be welcomed into my arms.