the reason for your existence in my head truly escapes me.
i don’t understand why your face has to pop up unbidden.
i don’t understand why taking a glimpse of your face or hearing your voice can be equated to joy.
i don’t understand why seeing that empty space erases the smile off my face.
i don’t understand why i thirst for knowledge about you.
i don’t understand why i have the greatest urge to speak with you for no reason.
i don’t understand why you are happening only now…..
