Well Now...

It has come to my attention that I pretty much fail at continually updating a blog site these days. I will be trying to do better...but I feel as a student...my time is better spent elsewhere, be it in books or enjoying the outdoors.

I am excited to report I am on my way to graduating with enough behind me to get into graduate school...now to just keep it like that! :) I have once again been blessed with the ability to go home more than once before Christmas vacation, and will be taking off in about two weeks for my second vacation.

Alas, I must return to my good ol' Critical Theory and Romanticism research...

You...

You ask why my face is so hot,
Why I'm radiating heat...isn't it obvious?
I'm with you.

You get my heart racing
You're the air,
The air that sends my butterflies fluttering
You make me blush when you remind me
Of all we used to do.

Your arm around my waist
Feels so natural,
As if it belongs there...permanently.
Then you play with my fingers,
Touch my face,
and look me over with a longing
That I'm not meant to see,
and that you might not even realize you have.

Your smell, I imagine at night after seeing you.
Your embrace I cherish and hold on to,
it helps me sleep. Did you know that?
Your smile, your voice...
Are on constant replay.

People wonder why I smile at random,
And giggle.
I'm thinking of you.

I don't know if you can tell
But every touch is just as painful
As it is exhilerating;
I miss you.

Every smile I flash
Has a hidden side;
One of sadness and tugged heartstrings.

I hope deep down inside
You see the way I look at you.
You understand that my longing gaze
Is not just for what we had physically,
But for what we had in everything.

I miss the way you made me feel,
like my puzzle had found a piece...