You snuck in when I wasn’t even looking, and managed to get deeply imbued into my mind. We’re always together in our imaginary worlds that are bigger and more convoluted than any physical realm.
But I miss you. I always miss you. I want to fly over to you and touch you. I want to watch you when you fall asleep. I want to hear the subtle noises you make when you’re away from the microphones. I want to slide my hands through your silky hair.
I sent a kiss to you, blew it to the winds, aimed for your lips.