this longing
its way past my brain
pulls at my intuition
boils in my stomach
and i can't get enough
of you
you're better
than what i knew before
i feel you in the deepest
parts of me
rumaging around
for circumstance
and good will
i want it
i want you
how long must i wait?
what is enough?
until i'm fully grown?
though I feel i am
that much
my prayers
seem to do nothing
i'm often alone
no one should be
and there is no way out
so i keep falling
for you
over and over again
because there's nothing else to do
because there's nothing else to do