a lovesick fool, for you.

oh, love, take my heart, I can no longer call it mine for it's already full of you, rip my ripcage open with those delicate fingers of yours, All over my bed there lays your scent, all over my room there lays your aura, Darling if you ever asked me to bring the sun down, I surely would without a thought, You are the gold rush, my Sun ray.