I not so much need you, as want you.
Without you around
I get crabby and irritable.
And yet I know I'd be fine without.
I crave the richness of you
Your personality, your demeanor.
I crave the sweetness of your humor
The laughter and the belonging.
I am addicted to the memories.
Tasting the familiarity and felling warmth
Creep to my very core.
Letting the moment linger sweet and bitter.
I know I don't need you.
It's the wanting you that is strong.
LIke coffee first thing in the morning,
An added bonus
and yet... I will be fine without.