Baby I'm Yours

I've always wanted to tell you
How much I loved you.
I've always wanted you.
But you were too pure. You were too young. So I've tried. Tried to forget you. I've tried to forget how much you were obsessive, how much you were magnificent. You were so young. But you were way more a man, a grown-up, way more than what they were, even if they were older. You were kinda sexy. As young as possible. Like Dorian. Not blond. Not like a child. More like, innocent. But with this painful freshness. These dark eyes, these shades in your eyebrows. Long hair. Long soft hair. Small body. Hiden. Tenderness. I was acting like you mum. I didn't love that. I didn't want to be the aunt, to be the mum, to be the oldest in our couple. I didn't want to be the power, I didn't want to be higher. I've always wanted to be higher. No I wanted to be less than you. I wanted to be thiner. Smaller. Transparent. I wanted to be a kinda shadow beside you. To be the little thing beside you. You would love. Really love. I wanted to be so small that people can't see me because I was, erm, I didn't want to be small. I wanted to be smaller than you. I imagined people talking to you, looking at you, staring at you, and then, they would have seen me, and would have said OH MY. They are perfect. They are. As perfect as they can be. We would have been so beautiful. Not because I am. But. Because I would have been someone else. I would have been the little twig beside you. Little and sweet. Little and... naive. Perfect. A doll from the sixties. Yours.