Jean Grey.

I just want to be your Jean Grey.
I want to read your mind, and get in your head.
Your heart, your soul. But never in your way.
I want to know what you dream of, and what makes you tick.
The things that make you happy the most.
I want to be your everything, or at the very least – something.
Anything. I can’t be your nothing at all.

I just want to be your Jean Grey.
I want to be the one that moves you.
The one that makes you feel things.
Like joy, lust, nervousness, excitement, jealousy, gratitude, maybe even a little frustration and sadness.
The one whose head you playfully pet, so that I know it’s time to rest it in your lap.
The one whose thigh you caress, so that I know it’s time.
The one who gives you headaches, and butterflies, and boners, and fireworks.
I just wanna make you feel things.
Something. Anything. I can’t make you feel nothing at all.

I just want to be your Jean Grey.
But I want to be your Dark Phoenix too.
If only you’d put the claws down, keep the adamantium away from your heart.
And use those healing powers to help you love again.

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