The wet pillow and sheets,

Freeze me

And I love it.

I work myself to the bone

For you,

on you,

in you.

I want to smell like you,

I want to be with you,

I want to become us.

My chest heaves –

Expanding lungs, falling/rising fast –

Trying to regain what I lost,

With no idea of what was gained

That will never leave.