i love your surprises best.

they always come when i'm beginning to think you've let me down. i think it's the thrill of knowing that even just a small bit of you cares. and that means the world to me. yes, i could have him...so much sweeter, so much nicer, so much more caring, so much more loving. but it's you i want. and i feel a beautiful ache in my chest, which spreads through my veins to numb my fingertips, and sends shivers down my spine... just to see you smile at me, just to hear your teasing voice. i would be pleased to have you walk all over me, if it meant that i had your attention, even just for a fraction in time. you could love me and leave me... i'd be happy with something than nothing at all. bastard. :p