unsettled

Of all the things that I love,

You are not one of them,

Of all the things that I adore,

You are just one of them.

Of all the things that I desire,

You are one of them.

But of all the things,

You are the only thing.

The only thing that I feel,

The only that I steal,

The only that I can be,

The only that I have been.

But I don't need you,

I don't even heed you,

I don't even see you,

So why do I fear you?

But in all the things till now,

in all the things somehow,

you have been found,

In my self you are.