all these things i want

i want fire, but the warm and caring type.
i want passion, but the never ending type.
i want trust, but the earned and the respectful type.
i want splendour, but the type we share.
i want you

i miss you in my life, but its good we haven't met yet, because i want to be me when i see you
(and i've forgotten some of the old hard learned lessons we learnt together)
i miss you.

this is the way we will be again together again though
i know it, i often panic though
i constantly pine for you
i want you

where will you be?
where have you discovered?
what are you doing without me?
[i cry]

and i see you.
i see you full in memory

and i want and see you

please remember me.