I have never tenderly missed a moment quite so.
the way your lips wrote love notes across my neck.
my breath became shallow and frequent.
i had vision in it's most narrow form.
seeing you only for what you were.
you were sweet.
gentle.
grace personified, but scared.
Scared to lose yourself in another's world.

i am still here.
world in all.
waiting for your collision to bring about a cataclysm.
one of sweet embraces and absolute terror.
I am so scared to love you.
I am so scared to feel your touch again.
for when I do,
I know that I will never again be able to live without it.