When you go do anything be it work or something at home you always think of your need, and it drives you crazy.

You want them, but you know you can never have them and it’s slowly killing you, from the inside out.

Sometimes it happens, you both touch and you feel the spark that’s there.

The spark that let’s you know something is under the surface, hiding very deep within you both.

It’s hiding in your need, and you know it’s there but you don’t want to come right out and say it, you want to wait to be sure.

You know if you wait then your need might come to you, instead of you having to go to them.

You find it’s getting harder every day to just sit and watch, think and hope, and you know you have to say something soon before your chance is gone.

You have been watching and waiting for your need to come to you, but you know as the days turn to weeks that it may not happen.

It’s been a year already, and it’s driving you crazy even more.

You finally put down your pen and give up trying to work and just stare at your need for you don’t know how long.

You blink and then you realize that your need is now looking at you, knowing that your staring.

You’ve been caught looking and you feel your checks getting hotter by the seconds and you try and think of something else but you can’t.

It suddenly feels like you’re a little child and you did something wrong, like calling your second grade teacher mother or something.

But you can’t help as the only thing that runs in front of your eyes is your need, and you can’t hate that, but at the moment you wish it was something else.

You get up and excuse yourself, heading to the bathroom for a breath of fresh air.

You know if you don’t get out of there you’re going to be redder then Ketchup and you don’t want that.

You walk out and rush to the bathroom hoping no one has seen you as you push open the bathroom door.