This is me, here, hands open, heart out. I want all of you and then some. I want your 3am lows and all of your brokenness. I want to know what terrifies you most so I can tear it to pieces. I want to spend the rest of my life exploring your blazing hot, cosmos of a heart. I want to show you the way the imperfections, the flaws, that separate you from the gods are the very things I’ll always fall for the hardest.