Short and Sweet

It’s surreal. This.. thing. This… intensity. This… blessing.

No matter if I’m on empty, one thought of you fills me.

I’m full and desiring more. Does that make me greedy?

Or does it make me needy? Needy of what’s pure, unplanned, and inspiring.

Doesn’t even matter because I’ll never let go, unless you release me.

And all this before coffee..