Muttering all the things I want to say to you
thinking of things I want to do with you
breathing in ways I can occupy space with you....
it is unbearable at times..
not like the trains can be unbearable,
or a humid day can be unbearable,
but one of those moments that lead a person to truly grasp the meaning of a word
un-bear-able...
I can't bear it when I can't breathe
I can't bear it when I can't sleep,
eat, focus, function...
then my longing becomes unbearable,
only to start over again over any dose of You.
