Lost in Crazy..

I wish you were here I wish you were more.. I wish things were different, but yet again if that was the case gravity would work in reverse between us.

Maybe I want his arms around me, his love to surround me.

It is his skin, not the mortal, physical, graspable wrapping for his vessel. But the tethered spaces in between his cells. Filled with life, tears, soul and pain. The confinement you wanna pull apart, with your bare hands, out of love or in search for love.

And I've never been more out of Love.