Needs

I need you.
I could trade everything I had to get you, and I need to have you. I do. I really do. I just do.

I could trade my arms. It's fine. I guess I'll be fine not having them.
I could trade my feet. I will be alright. I can crawl if I want to go to some place.



Really. I'm telling you the truth I'm going to do.

I could travel the world just to be at wherever you are.
I could order two billion-dollar seats in world-class theater just to sit next to you,
just so that I can enjoy the evening with you,
or the morning if you prefer the sunrise show.

And I won't let you go. I won't.
I won't forgive myself if I do.

Even if I have to replace my heart with you to keep you warm and safe,
even if I have to stay away from people,
even if schools won't accept me anymore,
even if I have to live under the bridge,

trust me,
hold on to me,
I won't let go,
cause I need you,

Chocolate Chip Cupcake.