I ponder on the memory of you that seems to reign supreme in my mind.
Your quiet solitude entices my infatuation and little by little I see the future.
I see you and I creating the mendable possibilities that act as a drug.
Those possibilities addict us to each other and serve as a basis for our relationship.
I like you for the you that likes I the same way you like me for the me that desires you.
These play on words reveal the truth that haunts my mind in your image.
I have liked you in eternity and have died with you just once.
The nightmare of losing you to death killed me irrevocably, forcing me to pursue him right after.
Through my perception, I don't need to try to be what you need me to be.
I already am.
I am more than a friend. I make you smile the beautiful smile that inspires me to make you laugh.
You blush with just a glance that lets you think, become free from mortal hold and grasp a divine involvement with I, and realize that our vision is slowly becoming blind.
I am what you want and you are what I desire.
We are stuck in these recurring revelations that should start at infinity and end at never.
-BR