The Fear

My heart races for you.
My mind dreams of you.
My stomach grows butterflies in the thought of you.

The feeling I thought I'd never find again..
Has arrived.

I feel knots,
I feel sick,
I feel.

Something other than misery.

I feel want, need, lust.

For if I don't have you,
My breath may stop completely.

I am losing my mind.
For it is you, who has taken it away from me.
I wish you could say that you won't be leaving.
That you won't be hurting.
Me.

My heart races,
Please don't make it stop.