Magnets

How is he doing this?
Why do I feel this way?
I haven’t seen him
In so long
Haven’t hugged him
In a long time

Yet still I long
To see him again
To hug him again
Even though, technically
I shouldn’t

We talk every day
And I never ever
Want it to end
I crave his mind
Thoughts, input, views
I’m drawn to him
Like a magnet

He’s changing me
Who I am
Every day
And its definitely
Not for the worse

Unlike anyone else
He’s not a distraction
From things like school
He makes me want
To work harder
To better myself
For the both of us

I can not explain
What is happening
But I know that
It isn’t bad
How could it be?
When he is Him
And I am Me

Author notes

Ahh, more Taylor stuff. We're pretty much like magnets, except we're not opposites, hahaha. I dont really know what else to say, the poem explains it all