I see her everywhere I go
In between the lines of my favorite book
On the side of my bed that I never sleep on
Even behind my eyelids when I’m laying them to rest

I hear her too
Hidden inside my best friend’s laugh
Within the harmonies of the song playing in my earbuds
And in the quiet silence of my bedroom when I’m all alone

I can smell her just as well
In the cherry perfume the girls are spraying in the lockerroom
Within the scent of my mother’s homemade bread
And dancing throughout the aroma of rain in the air

I can even feel her
In the brush of someone’s fingertips against my skin
Curled up inside the weight behind my neck
And in the feeling of soft lips ghosting against mine

If I’m lucky I can taste her
In the sweetness of the strawberries that grow in the spring
Floating through the lemonade that cools me in the summer
And in the freezing ice cream that I buy so that I don’t overheat

She is everywhere
Taking over my brain and its senses
Telling me to focus on her and only her
I wonder if I could ever have the same effect on her