i want you.
i want you in your eyes glinting in the sun
or against the harsh light of a television screen.
i want you when you laugh so hard you can't speak
and when you make me do the same.
i want you when i talk to you, and i almost tell you
that i want you in my memories, my past, my future and ever present.
but wanting and needing are different things,
so i look away and shut my eyes.
imagining a world where i need you is my only solace.
