It's as if
I've known you for a lifetime.
I didn't think
it was possible
to feel this was about someone
after only a few weeks.
It's been a
fever haze
of getting to know you.
And I want to know
all of you,
but
I don't know if
I ever will.
Because
if it were me -
because
it is me -
and I fear
that
I
will never let you know
all of me.
So how can I
expect you,
to pour your soul
into mine
and let them mix
like clouds,
if
my skies
are forever empty.
