I don't even know

A Poem by Kal-emma

This is it, the moment where I loose myself in what appears to be another love story conjured up by my lonely thoughts. You've done something and though I can't pinpoint the actual thing that is keeping me tied to your side I'd rather bask in your warm glow. So much of you is a mystery to me, a dense fog that envelopes me and seeps into my body taking control of me. I haven't given you this power but I do not attempt to fight it. It comforts me. You comfort me. Thoughts of you cradle me at night like a mother nursing her child and when I wake your smell is wafting in the air, though I have no proof of what your smell actually is. This is all new to me, new to my body and my senses but it feels all to familiar and inviting. I can't tell you I love you because then you will run and I'll be left with these memories. I'l be holding onto the hope that you will return.....when you haven't even left yet.