For being dreamers, and unintentionally hurting the ones who want to possess us as theirs.
For understanding the disappointment they go through when they’ve given their everything, yet still we can’t be owned.
For the sadness they feel when they think there is something wrong with them because we can’t be owned.
And as dreamers, let’s cry for us; for our dire want to solely belong to one thing forever, but are too instinctive to never be able to.
“If I could have been all that you wanted, all the time.”
… If you could have been all that I wanted, all the time