UMU 14: Rant

I find most of my time is spent on thinking of you. 
The passing of my day is gone within a second by the time I stop thinking of you. 
I hate when the day comes to an end because I have to let you go, to sleep. 
Only to wake and still find you in my heart. 
I continue my day to make my wallet bigger. 
I consume knowledge on a daily. 
I refine my body to become stronger.
But yet,
Yet. 
I can't buy your love. 
I don't know you. 
And no matter how much I strengthen my body, I can't run from you. 
I remind myself that it is okay to love you, but it is not okay to long for you. 
Like the effect of smoking a cigarette, you tighten my chest, take my breath away, and kill me slowly. 
But yet I find myself taking drag after drag after drag.