I can feel you in my bones
the depths of my skin
the tips of my toes

nothing is visible
its all underlying
but still physical

this isn't just my head
its a craving, an ache
that needs to be fed

as the fuel starts to diminish
it eats away at my mind
until it's replenished

I know you think I'm crazy
almost everyone does
but that doesn't even phase me

I'm finally happy
and actually content
with you beside me

when I say "*******"
I mean it
because I've finally stopped

*searching