​I want you

I want you to want me like I want a lemonade right now, I don’t have a lemonade with me but I’m willing to move out of my bed and go all the way to a store and get it, and the lemonade doesn’t ask me to buy it or to drink it or tries to get into my hands, I grab that lemonade on my own accord and I buy it and I drink it, all because I wanted it. Because I wanted it and it allowed me to have it. I want to feel it within me, I want it to hydrate me and give me life, it may not satisfy my thirst like water but I don’t want water, I want lemonade. There is a lot of sugar in that lemonade, and it hurts my stomach the more i drink, but I never cared about that amount or the pain. I cared if the lemonade was stocked and I was able to have it, and sometimes the lemonade was not in stocked, but I waited and never had another drink and I’m parched. I have not drank anything in weeks. When are they gonna restock the lemonade? Or maybe the lemonade doesn’t want to come up or doesn’t want me as the drinker, but I will wait. I want you.