These are the facts

I long to be touched by you.
All the time, I imagine your eyes smiling back at me.
I miss hearing from you even if just for one day.
And I relive you holding me in the stillness of that one precious moment.

I get mad with you if you forget something about our exchanges.
I hate it if you are sad or unhappy or bored.
I worry when you’re travelling or working too hard.

I am jealous that you’re giving your time to someone else
I feel sad that the reality is not different.
Is this what Love feels like?