You. Yes you. Do you know what you have done to me? I know.
You are the only face I know and remember distinctly.
You are the only voice I can hear even when my inner voice is silent.
You are the only person I want around me. Am I obsessed? Maybe.
You are the only body I want to hug and deep dive in to.
You are the only set of palms which I feel and believe in destiny. Even more.
You are those eyes which when set on me, I feel like a frozen snow peak.
You are those pair of lips which when speak, kiss, stay silent, affect me the most.
You are that laughter which gives a real pain in the stomach.
You are the thought which doesn’t just passes through my mind, but stays.
You are that one person I want to travel the world with and dance on streets.
You are the person I want to kiss when drunk and wake up besides in the morning.
No, this isn’t just a story, desire or a mock test, but the inner most walls of my heart.
Do you now know what you have done to me? Can you feel it as deeply as I do?
You are someone who has owned me. And I know of nothing but surrender.