I want you all by myself, no one else around,
Not because I\u2019m selfish, but because I\u2019ve found
That with you, everything feels just right,
I want you close, day and night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don\u2019t want to share you with anyone else,
Because with you, my heart just melts.
I love you more than words can say,
I want to be by your side every day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s not about control or fear,
It\u2019s because with you, everything\u2019s clear.
I feel at home, I feel alive,
You\u2019re the reason my heart thrives.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want to be the one you lean on,
Your best friend, your shoulder at dawn.
The person you turn to when life\u2019s a mess,
The one who brings you peace, no stress.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I love you so much it\u2019s hard to explain,
I want to be the cure to your pain.
I want to laugh with you, cry with you too,
Be the person who always pulls through.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don\u2019t want anyone else to steal our time,
You\u2019re the one I choose, my reason, my rhyme.
I\u2019ll hold you close, and never let go,
Because loving you is all I know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want to be your favorite hello,
And the hardest goodbye when you have to go.
I want to be the one you call first,
When you\u2019re excited, or at your worst.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don\u2019t want to share you, not because I\u2019m scared,
But because no one else compares.
I want you all for me, heart and soul,
Because you make me feel completely whole.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want to be the one who makes you smile,
Your best friend, your partner, mile after mile.
So, I\u2019ll hold you close and love you strong,
Because with you is where I belong.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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I don\u2019t want to share you with anyone else,Because with you, my heart just melts.I love you more than words can say,I want to be by […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2709,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,25,98],"tags":[34,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2708","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","tag-poetry","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/pexels-photo-1415131.jpeg?fit=1880%2C1253&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3497,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/let-me-tell-you-the-kind-of-love-i-want\/","url_meta":{"origin":2708,"position":0},"title":"\u00a0\u201cLet Me Tell You the Kind of Love I Want\u201d","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"January 8, 2026","format":false,"excerpt":"Let me tell youthe kind of love I want. 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