• Why are you the first thought of my day?
    I sit at my table looking at the hairspray and fine point markers
    A dog tag colored red, like the pants you wore when we first met.
    The sun shines, and reminds me of smiles.
    As I look at my hands typing on my netbook
    I imagine your hands holding mine.
    Closely.
    The touch so soft and warm that I can't bare it.
    I feel restless and giddy by the image of you right next to me.
    My breaths become short and uneven.
    The jokes and moments we shared run through my head.
    I see colors that remind me of your clothes.
    I smell things that remind me of your scent.
    I smile the way you smile.
    The wait is unbearable.
    Trying to feel.
    Feel the way I do when you are around.
    But it is impossible.
    'I miss you' replays in my head like a broken record.
    But its more than missing.
    I realize now, that Its love.
    I'm too afraid to even mutter the words out loud.
    But you know how I feel.
    Now the sun touches my skin.
    Reminding me of you.