The crackling of fire
And the soothing hissing of wind.

I was craving the touch of your skin
The warm breath I feel when you whisper sweet nothingness into my ears.

I see you in everything, on the streets, in the stores. Expecially in my head.

Your voice echos throughout my mind, keeping me up at night. I almost think your actually here.

I make myself think I feel your presence.
I'm craving you.
Your face
Your eyes
Your breathe.

It's killing me.