I don't think you realize the effect you're having on me.
I'm catching myself doing things differently in the hopes that you'll notice me.
I'm diving head first into rose bushes to pick you a flower.
I'm turning back all the clocks in my house so you'll stay for just one more hour.
I'm listening to every love song in reverse in search of a missing verse.
The mere utterance of your name has become my curse.
Reminding me, that at this moment, I am not next to you.

You.

I would define you as angelic, but the gods above bow before you in reverence.
Any semblance of beauty in the world must be reassessed.
The meaning of the word must be redefined.
I'll happily go blind if it means keeping the image of you burning in my mind.
Thoughts swirling in my head ignite the passion that now burns like wildfire.
Scorching every fact, theory and opinion I've ever had
until all that is left is you.

You.