She wanted everything.
Except the cars, the clothes, the house, the status, the fame.
So, scratch that. She just wanted him.
…Well, not him.
She’s not saying this right, as usual.
It would be nice to have him but.
More than anything she wanted safe.
You know, like, you got her back, you’ll hold her down, you’ll fight the world for a slight against her kind of safe.
Yeah, that’s what she craves.
What she needs.
What she lusts for.