Your name is tattooed on my heart.
Every time my heart beats, I feel your name pulsing against my chest.
A reminder of what I've lost. A reminder of what I had before it slipped through my fingers.
Your name bleeds into my veins and spreads through my body.
The thought of you courses through me. The thought of you infiltrates me.
It continues to pulse through me, filling every synapse of my brain.
I can't get you out of my head. More importantly, I can't get you out of my heart.