I can’t shake
This feeling
Of drowning
Pleasantly
Terribly
Honestly
Hopelessly

Hopefully

I want to cry
And scream
And smile
And tear my gut open to let out the millions and millions of butterflies
Because they hurt
So nicely
But so, so
Much

And I didn’t know you could really crave a person
Like this
Their presence
Face
Hands
Laughter
Touch
Voice

Their being

This scares me
And I don’t
For the life of me
Want it to stop