Oh I am a yearner. I yearn for you in the most human way possible. I yearn for the thoughts that keep running in your mind. I yearn for your eyes that laugh at every joke I say. I yearn for how you scold yourself when I say a flirtatious line. I yearn to share with you every details of my day. I yearn to make you crazy with love just as how much you drive me mad.

But it’s time that I stop. It’s time I stop thinking of running to you whenever I discover something amusing in a museum. Stop thinking of you whenever I stumble upon a line in a book.

Did I ever waste your time? Did I ever bore you? You do not feel as deeply and that’s the tragedy.