selfish. all the way.

there are things that we cannot control, moments that we can't get back and loved ones that we've lost. i can understand death before i can even fathom you living without me.

to imagine you walking these streets without me crossing your mind, makes me wish you got hit by a car.

but only hard enough to break your legs so that you couldn't walk away from me.

and that's selfish, i know.

but is it really selfish that i want you all to myself so i can give you all i have?

i just don't want to live without the basic necessities: water, shelter and love. because my soul is harder to sustain than my bones.

"You said you'd die for me, why won't you live for me?" -Lauryn Hill