And after all this time, I still crave you. When I dream of you there’s still this charge of electric that runs through my whole body. And in the dream I know you feel it too, but something keeps you away. I feel what you feel then I feel you ignore it. Even in lala land you pulls away. So why, why in the fuckery do I still crave you. It’s gross I still get excited to see your name and know in the moment you text me you were thinking of me too. But why do you feel still so far, patience. I let it go, but everytime it comes back all I want to do is hang on. And all I want to do is spend 72 hours in nothing but your physical presence. I want to be a ****** with your ****** and see how deep it goes. You don’t make me nervous you make me excited and I can’t stand it because it’s the passion that needs two....... it needs you..... I need.........