Some things are just better with you. It's nice to share what I have with a person that appreciates it. Even if it means that I don't get all of it to myself. Satisfaction through sacrifice. Because seeing you happy makes me happy. We make each other happy. So I want to give you what I have. I want to share every moment with you. I want to show you what I've been reading. I want to tell you about my life. And even though it sometimes gets all boring, its nice to know that you care. You can wear my clothes, or put on my slippers even if they're too big, and I'll walk through the house with cold feet admiring every inch of you as you dance through the kitchen with fumbling feet. We can light a cigarette outside in the garden, and as the embers burn, so do your eyes. Beautifully enigmatic, but so genuinely pure. Inhale the nicotine deeply as one person's smoke intertwines with the other - an extension of the connection. You look at me so wantingly. Biting your lips, moving your hips, swaying your hair between face and shoulder. The magnificence of every moment we share exponentiates the happiness I feel. Let's divide and conquer.