Bursting at the seams. All it is, is you, with me.

My cheeks are reddened to a sunburn mother nature couldn't give me. You do this to me. I don't want to wait until I can see you again, and the anticipation burns skin deep. You're near.

I'm in awe of your smile. I don't understand why you're in my focus, but you insist on making me feel beautiful. You do this to me.

The way your teeth point makes my breath quicken. The way you pause makes my breath stop. I swear my heart beats ragged just as long as you're around, but I breathe with ease.

My breathing differs from message tone to the silence in between. Stay.

I just have a feeling; you are where I want to be.