Skipping Beats

I don't think you will ever understand. What it's like to look at you. To realize I have been holding my breath and to find myself surprised at the unconscious reaction. With you, I always want more. Of whatever you can give, whatever you have for me. I find myself needing so much of you that it fills me inside til I am bursting with needs. I look at you and I feel love. Not earth-shattering heartbreaking, but mind-numbing, bursting, enveloping. Can I compare? Where do I start measuring? With you, I am simply amazed. A tendency to lose myself in you brings me to pause. Can I survive the chance of loss? Can I even help myself? Silly questions. With you, I am alive.