The Longing

I grew attached and accidentally lost my heart to you. I'm so dead but I'm actually glad I drunk dialed this unique, peculiar, perfumed, scented, honeyed, sugared talking donkey which took a little piece of my heart with it. Since then, there's you. The sweet you =D

And what would I do without you when you're gone? After searching I still can't find the answer. For all I know, my empty arms would be left with nothing to hold. I think over and the question in my head is "When can I hold what I truly want in my tiny hands again?"