driving past the dead grass against the grey clouds my heart turns to metal and my lungs begin to deflate as i get farther from you i feel the sick start to continue without your scent to fill my head and with out your eyes to steal my dread i become a boulder rolling down a steep hill to be a boulder is treacherous i hit the small rocks that wreck my exterior breaking off clumps im losing pieces of myself again
its a mystery of how you wrap me whole of how you give me worth
my throat burns from holding in the sobs
im electrified when im given your attention my metal heart melts and becomes warm while my lungs inflate with what smells of sweet cedarwood and sweat your skin is hot against mine and i love the tickle of your body hair the moments where you squeeze me are when my entire being is awoken shocks of energy convulse my nerves and i feel alive you are my sun because without your warming rays and without your light i am left cold and blind
When you feel love for the very first time, you become attached, that love is so addictive that when you must stop it, your cravings build. The desire is pungent, one cannot fathom reality without their lover.