My favorite place to be? In your thoughts.
When you think of me,
I feel like you're with me
Living in my head
Flowing through my blood
Breathing my breaths
And feeding my desire
When you think of me,
it's like an embrace for my soul
And when you stop,
everything's cold and silent and empty
It's only then that I realize
How warm your presence felt
And how much it brimmed with love(?) & longing.
Sometimes, I feel like there's no distinction between us
Where do I begin and where do you end?
I couldn't really say.
At times, I don't know if I'm feeling my feelings
Or yours.
On any given day,
Everything's mixed up
In a hot and beautiful way.
