Latley all I can think
about is you, and the way you could whisper
my name when ever you were upset and the way you always
wanted
to hold my hand because you loved the way our skin felt
when it was
pressed together. I've been thinking about the veins on
your body and
the way I would trace them with my fingers as if they were a
map that
would lead me straight to your heart. I've been
thinking about the single
lonely freckle on your left knuckle and the way I would kiss
it so it didn't
feel so alone. I've been thinking about you too much,
you're the only
thing I can think straight about & latley all I can
think about is you.
