I’m thirsty for your lips, hungry for your arms. I’ve made you my life. I wonder if I am right. I’m crazy. I’m obsessed. I’m tired. I’m stressed. There’s too many questions and no answers yet. I have a few promises that you haven’t kept. You know I love words but I’m beginning to hate them now. Coz words don’t satisfy me anymore, anyhow. I need to see you. I need to touch you. I need to feel the love. I need the warmth of your breath and the heat of your body. I need the desire in your eyes and the yearning in your heart.

I will not settle for less than love. I will not settle for less than my fairytale.