I Want to Know You

I want to know you, I mean really know you. And I don't mean what you do for a living, or your favorite food.
What makes your blood boil?
Your stomach ache?
Your heart race?
What crosses your mind in the middle of the day?
What makes you so happy that your eyes crinkle at the corners and your mouth forms more lines at the edges?

Because, I want to know you.

How do you like your eggs and how do you take your coffee?
What's your favorite song?
Do you play it too loud so you can feel it down to your bones?
Who or what inspires you?
Who's your favorite author?
Do you get lost in his words?
Are you lost already?

Because, I want to know you.

Do you drink now to forget or for no reason at all?
Has your past made you, or broken you?
Where are your scars, what stories do they tell?
What keeps you awake at night, staring endlessly into the darkness?
Whats the last thing that crosses your mind before you close your eyes?
Will you tell me?

Because I want to know you, I mean really know you.