Tangible tension melts away as soon as you hold me in your arms.
Longer than usual.
Erasing a weeks worth of struggle, pain and confusion.
I don't know how you do it.
I don't know why you do it.
I don't know what it means.
Whispers of "I miss you"
I miss you more.
Childish maybe but I need you to understand how alone I feel without your presence in my air.
How on edge I am without the scent of you lingering in each and every strand of my hair.
How lost I've become.
You traced emotion on my forearm with your finger tips and imprinted protection on my waist as you wrapped your arms around me.
I watch you as you sleep.
Listen to your heartbeat.
Rest my head on the rise, fall, rise of your chest.
I wondered what tomorrow would mean, what it would bring, how you would feel.
Do you Love me?
Not in the way you love your friends or your mum or your siblings...
Do you really Love me?
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