i think craziness.
i think the smell of your skin, the warmth of your hugs. i think of how soft your hands are when they hold mine, how you breath so strong yet so soft. i think of your clothes and how they feel when they rub against me. i think of how the pain hurts even though i love it so. i think of the way you look me in the eyes and tell you that you love me. i think of the way you smile and wave when i pass by. i think of the way you talk and whisper sweet things into my ears. i think of when the time i will see you next and how long its going to last. i think if you think the same things about me.