Currently (5:28 PM)

I feel this....fluttering.

Biting nerves,
that have somehow metamorphosed
into this strange and gentle dancing at the pit of my stomach.
Rhythms I can't catch up with. 

But they keep me going,
changing every so often.

I feel it when you're here and when you're not.
And when you're not around, it settles ever so slightly, but my mind travels back to you again and again.

Very hard to concentrate on much else.