My love for you, the time I want to spend with you, the way I gaze at you as you pretend not to notice, the laughter shared when our bodies have lost the energy necessary to form coherent sentences, your apologies for things that never need apologies, how you accuse me of passing judgement when in reality every detail of you that I discover sends my heart into shock, your scent, I want your scent in my lungs *infinitely.