Longing

Just a glimpse of him, that is all I ask for. It is all it takes for my heart to start its heavily rhythmic dance from within its confines of my chest. My pulse begins to hum. Containing my excitement, an impossible task, is one I must undertake every time we meet. Aching is my body just to close the distance, and every time you offer to, I never wish to leave. Craving is my heart, for you to ever be mine.