Head Space

 You continue to take up a lot of my head space. Coming to this fork in the road we stay connected by a thread, talking till we come to an awkward silence holding in the true words to break it. Cause we're scared of the truth. We still want us.
  When I'm close to you it's impossible to conceal feelings. Making my heart pound two beats simultaneously. You have become a subconscious aspect of my life, a figment of my imagination of what we could've been.
  Putting my feelings in a glass box I yearn for us, the moments where we capsule  our selves in time cocooned in each other's body getting lost in one another's brown eyes  melt into each other's soul. Damn miss that shit.  
  I loved everything we were, though incomplete and not perfectly planned being with you made it alright. Before our time we were predestined love prematurely developed. And its all I could think about, what could've been I can't get you out of my head space.