Having you is refreshing and heart wrenching at the same time,
For I wish of nothing more to be yours but you plead for space,
Which I reluctantly give and now when I'm drained and empty,
I have no one but myself to blame.
For I have been craving your touch and kisses, but when I reach out you move away.
I'm left to deal with the eerie phantom that is you, lurking in hindsight.
Your aura blocking my rational thoughts,
For no matter how much I try to go, I'm cursed to return, back in your arms, relishing your soothing touch, hearing your heart's soothing beat, remembering the melody and preparing myself for the moment you leave again.