Can I put white curtains or will it be black like your core,
am I allowed to be mine before I could be yours?
I want serenity in my life, with you or without.
I haven’t dreamt about people to visit,
I won’t call you home.
I am terrible when it comes to choices,
you’re still the only option I got.
I can’t pluck myself out of your garden,
so will you water me or not?
Helpless I felt when they said I was yours,
becoming mine entirely in a slow process was what I desired.
Do you have an empty room for me,
or should I just sleep on the floor?