I never thought the lyrics of a love song flowing from my mouth in song would ever conjure a mental image of you.
I never thought about the insanity of not realizing the comfort and yearning I posess for your voice to carry through my ears.
I never thought about how us existing within inches of our bodies would cause my heart to fleet in anticipation.
I never thought about the lack of your presence contributing to a foul mood, or the cause for my sensations of deflation and disappointment when you feel so far away from me and all I want is to feel your arms and your warmth on my heart.
I never thought about how very good it is to kiss you and how I crave your touch when I am utterly terrified to let you in.
I never thought about the agonizing fear of you diccipating from my life if I gave in to all of these things I never thought of.
I never thought.
I felt.
I felt as I fell.
I know that I shouldn't crave the touch of your fingertips.
I shouldn't yearn to hear your voice.
Your smile should not brighten my darkest moments.
Your scent should not comfort me in the ways that I am supposed to love you.
Feelings are not facts.
Except in this moment, and every moment that my heart hears your love letter to me as I lay on your chest and it ignites something hopefully eventually spoken to cause your lips to turn up into that smile that brightens every dark cloud in my sky.
