soul imposing; in the best of ways

Why is it that I cling so desperately to what is now behind me?

You contact me and I lap the attention like a flower who has been neglected and starved for months
Sucking it deep into my soil until it runs through every part of my body

Your adoration is infectious and addicting

Your wisdom is craved.
I cant move on and maybe I'm not ready yet
You've been with me, metaphorically, throughout so much of my life
Through relationships, you were the friend
In the early days before my heart belonged to anyone, we were lovers
Lovers of the deepest depth imaginable
And now here you are again

Making your presence known, imposing your soul on my own