WillgasM

To say I think about you constantly would be an egregious understatement, for it goes much deeper than that. Thinking of you has become an involuntary function. Like breathing, blinking, and the beating of my heart; my preoccupation with you is an unconscious necessity. You could call me obsessed, and I wouldn’t argue. That’s actually a pretty good word for it. I’m fascinated by everything you are. I’m captivated with your every move. I’m inspired by your interests.  I’ll admit it can be quite distracting; however, I wouldn’t trade my thoughts of you for any others. I tilt my head to the side, feel your warm breath against my neck and hear your soft voice whispering in my ear. I close my eyes and see your radiant smile light the darkness. With every shiver down my spine, I feel the warmth of your embrace pressed tight against me. I wouldn’t dare give that up. You’re in my head for a reason. I’m falling in love with you.