Beautiful Worlds

Some days you seem so close, like you stand right before me. But then, most days you are near yet so far apart. Each day is like a battle for me with my stomach turning upside down. You stand there looking but you refuse to utter a sound. And I feel so confused right now. My heart is being torn at its seam. Every night that I sleep, you seem to linger in my dreams. Every time I look at you, I forget all my thoughts and right there and then, it’s you that my heart sought. But every time I hope, it turns into something bad. So for right now, I’ll stop thinking and maybe things won’t end up just as bad. You are all that I want; you are all that I need. Don’t you know you are the air that I breathe?