Consumed!

I’m staring into the distance, thinking about you...
My heart is overwhelmed, thinking about you.

I feel like a little girl again, everything comes easy. I smile, I giggle.

Thinking about you.

These thoughts consume me, it’s hard to do anything else, and so I resort to pen and paper, a habit, so old….so rare. It feels comfortable now though, writing about you.

And the words come easy…

Thinking about you.

This love is massive! I’m engulfed and I’m consumed.

I want to be with you. I want you here. I can live with only you.

You’re enough for me. And then some. I don’t understand what you do. No one else makes me feel like this. It’s powerful...

Thinking about you.

I feel you on my skin, even when you’re not here. I want to sniff and embrace you.

Thinking about you.

What will become of this love? I so often ask. Will I have you? Will you have me?

Thinking about you, I rest in this uncertainty...

I warm myself with today’s blanket. I don’t know if it will be here tomorrow.

I feel warm, I feel safe, I feel happyJ Consumed by you.