You’re next to me. I’m awake but you’re asleep. You smell like honeydew. It’s driving me insane. I want to kiss you. God I want to kiss you so badly. There’s a small space between us. It feels like miles. It feels like I would have to catch a plane to reach you. I would catch five planes to reach you. Fives planes, a bus, another bus, a cab, fuck I would ride a goddam bike to you. I’m being stupid. It’s your fault. You stopped the airflow to my brain. God it’s not your fault. I’m sorry. I want to touch you. Your skin, it looks like crystal right now. It’s the sun, it’s seeping through your bedroom window. It crawled its way across the bed sheets to meet you. The sun is touching you. I’m jealous of the sun. Stupid sun. Stupid me for being jealous of the sun. You just made a noise. That noise you make when you’re caught between breathing and dreaming. You just made me melt. God listening to you breathe. It’s the best album in the world. It should be number one. I can’t breathe right now. You made my breathing so difficult, like trying to hail a cab in a side alley. X+Y=B is more simple than what’s running through my head. Well screw words because fklsdjfkajf. That’s how I feel.

It’s only been two minutes. It feels like two centuries. This is worse than thunderstorms. I like thunderstorms though. Do you? You remind me of lightening, the way you fall from the sky with all this electricity. You surge through me. You surge through me and you light me on fire. You’re stirring. God now you’re moving. Your shirt rises from your body. I can see your stomach. Your shirt did that on purpose. It’s teasing me. I want to press my lips to your stomach. I want to draw circles with my tongue around your belly button. I think you’re awake. Please don’t be awake. Let me count your eyelashes for a few more hours. Or centuries. Let’s go with centuries. Your body is shifting. It moves like dolphins do in the water. Why are you so goddamn beautiful? Stop it. No don’t stop it. Christ now you’re really awake. I shut my eyes as tightly as possible. Fuck why did I do that? Now I can’t see you. I just want to keep looking at you. But you make me too nervous. Why can’t I tell you how I feel? You think I’m asleep don’t you? If only you knew.