Idle Thoughts and Writing.

I Want...

You may not be right next to me, or anywhere near me physically, but you have a hold on my heart like hot iron. It burns me up but I don't want it to stop. It reminds me that I'm still alive and that I still feel so much for you. I want to smooth out your awkward moments with kisses and whispers of years to come, to be able to taste your skin and breathe you in like you're my last gulp of air. I want to make you sigh out all your stresses and worry. Kiss me and claim me, even if only to vent your anger and toxic emotions. Because I want you, just you. Maybe not forever and always, but until I know nothing, please be that void.