a thought of you and an automatic smile.
a text from you and i'm sent running across to get it.
your cuddles an instant support that i long for.
the touch of you and me literally makes my stomach flip.
i replay the moments,
trying to make them last till i can see you again.
next month potentially... still seems like too long.
i would give anything to have you here tonight.
with no structure to my thoughts of you,
my words seem stuck and cluttered...repetitive.
i want you.
i miss you,
clique - yet written for a reason.
does it do justice to the way i feel?
seemingly rushed and not developed,
yet a feeling like no other that i cannot stop reeling in.
unable to sleep or think clearly,
my thoughts of you are constant.
worry for you and how you're going.
happy for you to be enjoying time with your family and friends.
wanting you all to myself,
to consume every part of me in you...
not moving in any way other than to be closer to you.
sickly and completely pathetic -
besotted.
a feeling i just want more of.
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