ohtheirony

We met - we talked - we're both in the exact same boat. Imagine that. We always seem to come back into each other's lives when some sort of internal shit hits the fan.
She was so beautiful to see...so wonderful to touch...so sweet to smell...so glorious to hear...
And we didn't even get physical. We were in public the whole time.
She's a drug to me - always has been. Every time I see her, I crave more. Every time I hear her voice, I crave another word. Every time I smell her, I crave another whiff. I can't look at her enough, I can't ever see too much of her. I try to memorize her face every time I see it. I get lost in her big soft eyes that always seem to dialte a little bigger than normal when we're together.
We stare at each other as we talk - always have. We don't get uncomfortable in a stare.
I can't stand it when I'm not around her - I actually experience withdrawl, even after years apart.
I love her
I crave her
I don't know if I can stand to be without her
I want her
God help me I want her...