The second his eyes land on mine;
I know I'm done for
I know my heart skips a couple of beats
I feel it
I sense it
The way he speaks, the way he walks, the way he looks and the way he acts
All of the reasons I adore him
I want to call myself independent
But I can't
I'm dependent on him
He's the air I breathe
He's the water I drink
He's the oxygen to my flame
He's everything I need
He's all I can think about
All I can see
All I can think
All I can comprehend
But
Sometimes;
Only sometimes;
I'm okay with that
—Lila • May—
