it's about you
it’s about you.
it’s all about you,
always you—
nowadays—
always you.
there’s a force within me,
  i think in physics they call it gravity,
  and it pulls   and pulls   and pulls me
forward to you.

            —if asked, i’d say it was insanity.

   because my face burns bright red
when i see you
because my heart begins to race
my hands begin to shake
and i can barely stumble out a word
     the first few seconds

because you’re the one i look for in a crowd
and when i see you i turn my head away

madness is defined by obsession
but how can i not be mad when
everything in me
is pulling me,
   forcing me towards you?
because your voice,
   your face,
    your hair,
   your eyes,
your words
all circle in my head at rapid speeds.
i wish i could contain it,
    but i can’t,
because in my head all i hear is you—
it’s always you nowadays.