Cracks

I what to know everything there is to know about you;
your favourite colours and your best memories.
I want to drown myself in your essence
and just let it wash me away.

It's an urge that I can't describe,
it's not romantic - but it's love.
it's not controlling - but it's possessive.
it's not demanding - but it's consuming.

I want to know the real you,
the one that is hiding behind the mask.
I want you to be comfortable enough
to show me.