I want to write about you.
I want to write about your captivating eyes.
Your star-studded smile.
Your callused hands.
I want to write about your bubbly laugh.
Your kind nature.
Your enveloping presence.
I want to write about how you kiss me.
How you cradle me.
How you sedate my demons.
Funny thing is, I can’t seem to push off missing you long enough to jot any of that down.