Oceans, seas, lakes, rivers, puddles... Let's make it a tear drop...

And here again... Someone would ask me... "Aren't you tired of coming to this place?"
I need You. I want You. I love You. But every wind tosses me around taking me away from Your embrace. Thieves come and want to steal all that I have, all that You have given me. And it's not like I don't want to fight them... I just don't. I watch them come and take. At the same time standing at the edge of something (who knows what), blankly staring at the sky wondering if sunshine is what's waiting for me or storms that are beyond what I can imagine. Finding out is yet to come but I rather not be here when I find out. And it's not like You haven't been good to me. It's not like You haven't given me enough and more than what I want. I just need to learn how to love You more. Cause it's precious time being wasted here. I'm gonna be dying for me. I hope I am. I hate hearing what You have to say and still doing it my own way.
Have me. All of what I am. Be jealous the way I know You can be. Jealous enough not to allow anything or anyone have even a small piece of me. Cause they are all Yours.