You and Me

I think of you.
I dream of you.
I need you.
I want you.
I feel you.
I see you.
I smell you.
I hear you.
And now that you're not here,
I've realized I don't like you.
I love you.
I can feel your breath on my skin.
I can hear your voice in my head.
I can see your eyes gazing at me.
I can smell the scent of your skin.
I can imagine your heart,
beating in synche with mine,
I wish it was just you and me,
how it used to be.

Emily Straka