I am poised to fall in love with you, if I haven’t already. I find myself gravitating to places where you have been, hoping that I’ll somehow pick up your presence there, or even miraculously bump into you. I have tried to shake you off of my mind. I have tried to escape my thoughts of you.
But when I am honest with myself, I reveal this: I do not want to. I do not want to escape you. I do not want to be abandoned by you, even if you are only present to me in my fantasies. The pain of wanting you and not having you is preferable to the numbness of not even thinking of you.
Here is the truth, barefaced and innocent: I want only you. I am incapable of wanting anyone else.