Do you think of me still?

promises

I am going mad, utterly and completely
i n s a n e and you, you dirty thief have stolen my sight, for all I can see is you.

Last night's meeting still lingers on my skin and my tongue pressed against my teeth, I try to hold back words that so desperately want to escape me.

For I know the passion I hold will scare you.

I know that the time isn't right and our lives are a jumbled mess of rotten fruit, but I promise to wait.

I promise to wait until the stars align and everything's right.