You know the feeling you get when you're holding your breath and you need to breathe, but you're still not at your destination where you can take a breath? You get that burning sensation in your lungs when you seem to be gasping with your mouth closed, even though I don't think that's possible.

Is there a word for that?

You were the one from the beginning. 
I knew of you.
You caught my eye.
I wondered about you and what you were like, what you thought about, if you knew me.
I wanted to know you.

You were the one through the middle.
I know this for sure, because you were the last thing on my mind before I fell asleep.
You were my dream no matter what time of the day.
"You mean the world to me."
When my world looked different, you became my first sip of alcohol.
Your name filled my lungs and left them with every hit.
Yet like smoke inhaled, there was always remnants of you on the walls of my lungs.
I wanted to learn how to exhale your name out of my heart,
But I couldn't.
And when I thought I did..

You were the one in the end.

You know in that moment when the moon and the sun share the sky?

That's how I would describe the way I feel about you.

Stop looking for someone to settle you down.

No.

Meet someone to stay wild with

And *run.