i'd do anything to be with you

i cannot eat my cereal because my tears, too thick,
are ruining the flavour... with a "u", because all i want is...

you are perfect for me.  okay ? motherfucking perfect.
my missing piece, my truelove, the one i'd do anything
for.  now i am listening to all the songs that make me
think of you, just trying to hold on.  i know you think
that i deserve better, but no... i don't even deserve you.
i don't deserve your heart.  but here, take mine anyway.
if i can't have you, i don't want anyone.  i would feel like
i were cheating.

please don't tell me it's not my fault.
i don't want to sounds obsessed, but
i would rather have no life than to be
without you.  please, please, please.
understand.  the milk in my bowl is
soggy like my heart, the one that you
have for the rest of time, and i just
can't enjoy a spoonful of rejection.

please, please, please.  give this
a shot.  for me.  please.  for my
dying heart in your hands.  you
are my Cure, please don't be my
Tragedy.  is there anything i can
do to make you at least talk to
me.  do i have to cut every one
of my veins do make you understand
how much i want to be with you.  do
i have to write you nine billion shitty
poems to make you understand.  do
i have to end my questions with a
question mark.  please, tell me.

please, please, please.  if i meant
a thing to you, you'd at least talk
it out in person.  please, for me,
just one hug.  comfort me & tell
me everything will be okay in the
end.  that we can still end happily
ever after in london.  that we'll
spend everyday together.  please.

but i could say "please" or "don't"
until my fingers break.  or i could
send you as many messages as i
can bear to write until you block
me.  i know i'm deletable.  but
don't think for a second that you
are.  i don't care if you don't think
you mean the world to me.  fine,
don't believe me.  but you have
my heart, and i wouldn't have it
any other way.