Thought.is

I want to roam the walls of your mind, dwell within your being, move into your heart; I want to live within you. I want you to wake with me on your mind, only to realize that you never fell asleep because you could not stop thinking about me, and even wishing that you could dream about me.

The gaping silence between my last call and your last text. The glaring canyon of your “typing…” to “Last seen at…”