The Wanting

I want to know everything about you.  

Your thoughts.  

Your fears. 

  Where you grew up. 

  Where you played when you were little.  

Your favorite hide away spots.  

I want to know what jobs your parents had and all the nicknames they had for you. 

  I want to know all about your siblings. 

  What kind of pets did you have? 

  I want to know about your first real horrible heart break.  

I want to know your favorite color and your dream destination. 

  I want to know your favorite sport.  

How many bones have you broken if any.

  I want to know all the movies that have make you cry.  

I want to know your favorite subjects and your goals. 

  I want you to tell me all about yourself and never stop.  

You can go on for hours I don’t mind.  

I want you to tell me I matter to you and that you want me to know everything about you. 

  Tell me you have feelings for me. 

  I want you to come clean and tell me everything. 

  I need you to come clean and tell me everything.