The Real You

 

I love you;

but it’s not enough.

I want to love

all of you,

the beautiful you,

the imperfect you.

 

I want to know you,

all of you.

I want to help you

heal yourself.

I want to become your

first and last.

 

Take it off,

your guise.

Let me see

the real you,

without any lies.

 

Take it down,

your mask.

Let me know

your darkest secrets

without completing any task.

 

 

Let me in,

I promise you won’t regret it.

Let me make you

my life.

Let me make you

mine.