RANDOM - The space between us.

I really can't help it. Something quickens inside of me when space lessens, and something cries out when it grows. I don't really know why.

There's something about being close to you, in proximity, touching. There's something almost magical about it.

And it's like a drug. I find myself craving it--needing it. It's inexplicable this addiction of mine. Of course, you would never know. I don't get my fix quite often enough for anyone to realize that something's amiss.

But if only I could get closer to you...