FriendBurst Blog

I wake, work, eat, sleep, and dream you.

This emotional journey before us –

almost too much to bear sometimes.

Yet, every time I hear the ringing of the phone,

or see your name pop up online,

I know that I am addicted to you.

But it is far more than that,

and please listen very closely.

I am a very reasonable and sane person,

not given to idle whims or fancies,

not taken in any more by false hopes and promises.

Yet, somehow, you are different – very different.

I don’t know what happened, or how or why,

but I feel as though I fell out of a cloud,

tumbling down to earth to a sure death –

and at the last possible second,

you caught me in your arms.

Yes, I am addicted to you,

but I know the consequences of addictions,

and, fear not, I will not harm you

or cause you pain in any way.

Of that, I give you my humble word.

I want to breathe you, to feel you,

to taste you, and to hear your soft whispers

against the sensitive nape of my neck –

telling me that you’re addicted, too.

Writen for Nata

O2.10.2011