I want my cake and to eat it, then I want to eat your cake and also save some of your cake for later.
I would also like to have a rummage in your pantry to see if you are saving any other cakes, maybe I shall even buy you the ingredients to make me more cakes – and I want to taste the love in them!
I want your heart on a plate – I will take it and nail it to my own. Using the nails that hung Christ on the cross – these are the nails that I will use. Nails used by mere humans to hammer home the eternal human fear of loss and pain. These are the only nails that I can use, that are worthy of using.
In return for this I can offer you longing, I can offer you want, I can offer you craving, I can offer you eternal hunger and yearning. I can offer you unrequited love without the poetic, romantic softening just the harsh reality of “it’s not fair!”