I’ve had to live without you for almost two days. What do they know I’ve seen you everyday. Whether it was two hours Or five minutes. Those spans of time are the ones I look forward to most when I open my eyes at sunrise. They’re the ones that consume my thoughts When they stand there and preach their laws of cosine and sine. They’re the ones that somehow manage to flow into my every thought and envelope my every desire. The ones that keep me awake at night, And make me wonder what I could have possibly done to deserve someone as perfect and amazing as you. But they’re the ones that put me to sleep at night. They’re the comfort I seek in your arms, only Second best. Have I told you, you’re the last thing I see when I lay my head upon my pillow and put my thoughts to rest, and the first thing I wake up to when the rooster calls? I can’t fathom what I would do if you were to stop talking to me, stop holding me, stop creating the bubble of security you do. Have I yet to mention your eyes? How I could stare into them for hours Upon hours Upon hours. Upon end? They swallow me, leaving spots of sea salt on my fingertips, you know how when sea salt evaporates, you have little spots left? That’s what your eyes do to me, imprint themselves on the inside of my eyelids. I like how we’ve never made out, you’ve never pressured me into anything I didn’t want to do. I like how I don’t have to question whether or not you like me. I like how it’s all there. The fact that you’re magical.