Living in my head

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.