I am Tahasi Massk.
I crave connection with her. Being close to her somehow helps everything. It soothes my yearning, and it refills my soul. Days I don’t get to spend time with her feel like an hourglass, slowly draining. And then I see her again, hold her, and kiss her. And time seems to stop for a moment, before racing ahead. We walk holding hands in the semi-cool night air. Before we know it hours have slipped past. And it doesn’t matter, because I am close to her.