I gave away too many little pieces of me.
To you, and you, and you and you.
And now I need all the little pieces back.
I would ask you to keep them safe, but that's not 
the way this works.
I need all the little pieces back.
From you, and you, and you and you.
No longer realities, only memories and ideas,
left to float through my mind.
Possibilities left unfinished, unrealized, barely entertained.
I need all the little pieces back.

I'm building a fortress. 

Tell me why,
why you turned
your eyes,
your eyes away.

Away, away,
from me, 
from now.

Tell me why,
why you turned
your eyes away.

I crave your soul,
your soul in mine,
mine, mine.

I crave you,
you, you.
My soul,
screaming you,
you, you.

You hide.
I cry.

Why must I,
see right through,
through, through?

Only you.
You, you.