Is it wrong...

to miss you
to want you
to think about you, day and night

your chiseled face
that childish grin
your naughty eyes

How I long for your touch, your rugged hands running along my back  

I can almost feel the callouses on your fingers, caressing the back of my neck

To hold you in my arms, like we were one unit, unbreakable...

To feel your sweet sweat intertwining with mine

but...

You're not mine
I'm not yours

So is it wrong?

I wait, a minute seems like eternity

I know you're out there, somewhere...

Can you feel me?