What i want to know

Is everything

Everything about you.

But the real things i need to know

They're not what's your name

What's ur story

Where has your past taken you.

Those things are trivial and unimportant

Compared to the real questions.

Would you call me in the middle of the night,

Just to hear me speak?

Could you see me at my worst

And still think I'm beautiful?

Would you love me for my mind,

Or just my body?

Could you understand that when I say i love you,

I have surrendered my heart completely?

And most important,

My true question at heart.

When the world is crumbling,

Crashing down, and falling into the sea,

Would you be content to just simply hold my hand?