I want to go inside of you with my whole hand filler. I want to go elbow deep into the the it known as filler. I want to wrap my fingers around something that makes you flinch. I want you on the ropes, weak, desperate. I want to see fear in your eyes. I want to see the smile as I recognize that fear reflected in your eyes. Right then I tell you to calm it's okay to stop shaking. I got you. You are not alone.