Over-Obsessing.

I want to keep writing.

I want to keep writing until I'm out of words

Until my blood runs and my mouth implodes with silence.

I want to keep writing

I want to keep writing until I've translated the seas into pages

Of worlds that swallow people up

And swell with meaning and ebb with the tides.

The moon be contained on a shelf

Heavy words rendered weightless

Pulling you in,

Enchanting.

I want to keep writing.

A section of my wall about the intricacies of your lashes.

Under my bed you'd find tomes about the moment I met you.

I want to keep writing

So I don't have to think.