Him.......
He's built a fast lane
In my mind,
Occupied solely by him,
The street is never quiet.

I wake with thoughts of him,
Get through my every day
With him following,
Like a beat to a symphony.
I fall asleep to fantasies of him,
Only to dream of my imaginations of him,
He's all consuming.

I've never been the type to love a little,
It's the full mile and not a middle,
But I'm restrained from doing that,
Because I cannot stake my feelings on his,
Until they've been divined,
Or at least,
He makes them known to this heart of mine.

I can still remember the last time I...