On nights like these...

You close your eyes
And fall into a void of timeless memories
Memories that made you.
And you wake
Only to stare at the empty spaces
Left behind
By the ghost of you.

*Disclaimer: This is probably not what you think it is.

An interesting conversation left me intrigued.
If you had to lose one of your 5 senses - Touch, Hearing, Smell, Taste, Sight.
Which one will it be?

I chose sight.
Like WTF?!?
Why?

Because...

I need touch to feel you.
I need ears to hear your voice.
I need taste to remember your lips
And smell to educe your scent.
But i don't need my eyes to know you.
Nor sight to see you.
Because this is all that i need -->
And it's beating for you right now.

But no i am not lovesick.

she spoke at
1:30 AM