You, My Love.

When I look into your eyes...it's like the whole world gradually slows down and gravity seizes to exist. 

I'm in this odd shape of existence with you.

And I don't want to leave.

I want to bar the door so no one else can be between us, but you and I. 

I want you.

I want your arms wrapped around mine.

I want your love, and your body as your sweat sticks to mine. 

I want you. 

I want your laughs, jokes, mistakes, and anger. 

Some think I'm crazy, some think I just need a glass of wine,... but if you truly knew me? You'd know that all I need is 

YOU. 

A "you", they say. Who is this "you"?

I'm not sure yet. Or maybe I am. 

But I do know that he's out there, somewhere, staring into my eyes and saying in a toned whisper, 

"don't leave me, my love".