Obsession

Your words surround me and take me to another place
I am swimming in your cynicism, sinking in your sarcasm
Your passion cradles me
while your fear encompasses me
Please speak again so that I may breathe in your hate
I will use your depression as my fuel
Your hopelessness my anecdote
Just promise me to utter one last word
because your syntaxes are my drug
Tripping over your wit
and dazed by your memories
Taking it all in
I beg you to let slip your intentions
I will hold your thoughts in my arms
Cradle all the imperfections
As I wait for what you say next