Inpired by Coldplay's recently released song Atlas. (Yup, I'm a er for Coldplay *Q*)

Who are you, and what is this warmth rushing through my veins? Woman, tell me who you are, to feed me the sweetest lies, each and every morning, while you wear one of my shirts, sitting on the window sill and watching the awakening city. Who are you, to twist and turn my mind, to conquer my thoughts and to dominate my heart? 

And what is this black poison with strong scent you feed to me every morning after we make love? This poison has invaded my veins, making me succumb to you. You, who are a stranger.

Love, how long until we get home? Until when will this façade last? I feel like Atlas, bearing the whole responsibility on my two weakened shoulders. I have to carry the world here, darling. All the while you glance out the window, lost and lonely.

I'd give up forever to have you, for you to spare me at least one second. I do not know why, or what for. I would crawl on your cold floor towards your bed every single night, just to hear you breathing, to sing to you about missing angels.

I carry the world in your place, so you can rest at ease. And you, you still ask me such a venomous question, as to why?

Darling... Have I ever taught you about love? Love is not thoughtless giving, nor is it domination, to succumb or being caged in silver and gold. Love is... conceiving something from nothing.

Love is what I feel towards you. Yesterday. Today. Every single day to come.