Puff me away

It’s the way you can’t put me down, I think, that makes me feel the most loved.

Physically, I am as much a part of you as your words, the ones you breathe in from me and whisper out into another, regrets curling out of your mouth and wisping away into the air. I fill you and nurture you to want me (do you still want me?), lighting up with every touch of your lips.

My gentle love is a lifelong addiction, so hold me in your palm and introduce me to every part of your world and let me inhabit it as inextricably as I inhabit you. I need you to need me so much that when I’m gone all you can think about is replacing me with me with me. I hope I can make you long for me a little more desperately with every incarnation, but still,

I know our time together will never be enough, because I am finite and you are forever.