i want to walk around aimlessly behind your eyes so i can feel first hand what makes your heart so kind and warm like a mother's milk. i would get lost in what would look like a monet or rembrandt masterpiece painted in the prime of their lives or maybe the darkest days of their lives when they were so blue and grey only  a cup of strong coffee thats went cold could wake the foggy feeling of sleep induced by sleeping pills to get over the lack of boi that erases everything in life that is terrible until only you remain in my heart that has now slowed, become irregular and fragile. the anxiety from this separation that i am feeling makes me wish i could just bathe in your heart that pumps joy into me in such a way i become frightened because why should i feel so safe? i want to get lost in your mind. i want to drown in your heart.