you burn me up

your love burns and
sweeps through my veins like a wildfire,
or maybe vodka through my brain.
it is 4:51 AM and I can't sleep
my mind is a powerful running machine
but my body is still weak,
I am not happy yet I am not sad
you make everything feel full and content,
I am not empty but I am not full.
you are sleeping so far away in your bed
and I am hoping you will wake well rested
but I am awake and insomnia isn't easily conquested.
I can't breathe most of the time I am forced to fill my lungs
and when the time comes for the sun to rise
I will realize I am alright...
but I still miss you as I always do
even though you are always so close and
almost always present.