I’m closer to the world now. I’m just outside the atmosphere looking down into the cities and towns where people congragate like bees to their respective hives.I feel as if I could pluck one up in my hand like a flower. I could have any, yet I can not abstain from one. Love, to me, is like a tidal wave, swelling robustly before reaching its breaking point to have it come tumbling down around me. The love i feel now is more ike the subtil ebb and flow of the tide, rarely seen, but constantly present. It takes It’s toll on me, leaving me tired and restless, counting the seconds till I see you again. I have an infection that only your love can cure.