Out of love

The days fast forward,
nights sleepless in slow-mo,
hours spent without you,
how yould you ever know?

You complete my thoughts,
but my mind is running empty,
now I'm beginning to think with my heart,
my future's outline a bright shadow.

I can feel your heart beat;
I won't admit its identical to mine.
you say the only cure
is the best medicine: time.

The tears I cry
stream down my face
to meet your airbrushed kisses
replacing my thoughts of lust
because
I know I'm in love
but out of it to give.