Nothing compares to the scent of your breeze— Soft, unseen, yet everywhere around me. The gentle whisper of your presence Reminds me you’re real, Even when you’re not here. How intoxicating you are— Like love I never prepared for, Yet somehow always needed. I’m addicted to you, To your voice, your laugh, your soul— And no matter how much I have, I still crave more. You’ve become my favourite feeling, My quiet obsession, My peace and my chaos in one. And if this is love, Then I don’t want saving— Because I’ll forever want