You like him because of his looks not his heart.
You want him for his body.
I want his soul.
You want to fell his skin on you.
I want his eyes to never leave mine.
You want whats left in his pockets.
I want to heal his inner child.
You want to make him happy.
I want him to laugh and smile at every joke I make.
You want to be spoiled with gifts.
I want him to know how much he's loved.
You want all his attention.
I just want his time.
You want him. I care about him.
He chose her.
Yet I would choose him in every universe to exist.
But love is not a transaction.
