The ache is with me in the morning
It follows me throughout the day
I sit in class, but it still persists
Sometimes it's almost unbearable

I feel it strongest when I'm sad
But never does it totally go away
It fills me with a warm need
And makes my senses tingle

I dream about it every night
And think about it all morning
It makes me cry a lot
But they are tears that are worth it

Unexplainable and intense in its emotion
Powerful and surreal in its desire
I can't help but feel it
And it scares me sometimes