At the ice cream shop, I never know what flavor I want.
I never know what to wear, and I wont figure it out until my whole room is destroyed.
I don't know what restaurant to go to, and sometimes I don't even know what my favorite color is.
Don't ask me what college I plan to attend or what career I'm going to pursue.
I'm too indecisive to have that all figured out.
But I do know this:
I know that I want you.
That I crave you.
And as cliché as it sounds,
I know that I need you.
I need you more than flowers need rain,
More than bees need honey.
And more than I need oxygen to race through my damn lungs.
So, don't you dare question my feelings for you when you're the only thing I'm certain of.
