Control

Control is...
The ability to make things how you wish for them to be.
It's what I have over this pen and paper that lay here before me.
But it's not something we can have over another soul,
And deep inside I wish I could, but I cant, you, control.
So I am left to guess what your next actions will be.
Left to ponder if within you love me faithfully.
In fear that you may break our bond or that this all may mean,
Much less to you, much less indeed, than what it means to me.