I can't stop thinking of you.

I keep imagining myself gripping onto the sheets, and screaming out your name as you eat me out.

But it's only in my head where I can be with you.

In reality you have a boyfriend. So the only way I'm happy is imagining you're with me.

I make up fake memories of us in the small world I have inside my head.

My favorite one is our first kiss, I played 'spit it out' by Solar. I quietly sang along, and felt your eyes on me.

I turned and looked at you, and asked you what you were doing.

You looked into my eyes and I smiled softly, then noticed your eyes fall onto my lips.

I stopped smiling and looked into your eyes.

As Solar was about to sing the chorus, I leaned in and pecked your lips.

I stopped inches away from your face and looked into your eyes, my lips parted.

Your look was so desperate. You wanted me.

I imagined myself slamming my lips onto yours. You placing your hands on my waist imidientally, pulling me closer.

It's moments like these I'm happy, I'm only happy when I'm in my head.

But in reality, when I see you with him, or remember you're with him, I always feel that pain in the pit of my stomach.

And my heart, my actual heart hurts.

Once the scenarios in my head are done. I remember everything in this reality. You're not with me, you're with him.

You don't love me, you love him.

But in my head..you love me..and you don't love him..

If only the world inside my head was the reality.

I only want you.

Your touch, your lips, your eyes, your body..

I just want all of you..

In my head, you're all mine.