I think of you way more than I probably should 

I wish so much now that I somehow could

Turn back the hands of time, start again- rewind

Pull back the impulse, erase the hunger

Let logic and level headedness put my eagerness asunder 

The state of being to which I now aspire

Is to be free of this want, all this desire

The thrill of longing,  not so thrilling anymore 

My heart aches and now is actually quite sore

You are all that I want now, quite possibly all that I need

But the lack of possibility makes my soul bleed

The anguish still intense, increases by the hour

I want my cake and to eat it, I want to devour

Oh please let me indulge,  or maybe just a little taste

I would savour every morsel 

Not a drop I'd dare to waste.