Lovesick.

I am now very aware what that means.

For me.

Such a calm yet painful feeling. I want to cry and scream wishing i could tell you everything, how you are my Suns and Stars and Moons.

But i can't, because i love you.

You are ethereal, yet unaware of it.

I love you so much.

Yearning.

Yearning is so painful.

I want to hold hands with you.

Rest my head on your shoulder.

Sitting on your bed,

Or maybe on our roof?

The red light cast over us,

Looking at the stars above us.

I reach over to grab one, telling you

"You are my Stars."

The whispered words make you smile,

And then my heart aches,

Because it's a dream, and i cannot tell you that.

You don't want that,

Or maybe you didn't understand.

But i will accept it.

Because i love you.

Yearning is such a beautiful word for something so painful