The air in my lungs is thick with the thought of you.
I choke on my tongue as you travel through the deep recesses of my mind
and I wonder if it's day or night or somewhere in between
because you are forever wandering behind my eyes.
I based this poem off the shared feeling we all most likely had through the course of our lives: longing. Especially romantic pining. There is always someone that has occupied your thoughts more than normal, and when you close your eyes; they're still there, lingering.





















