Get out

So, today at work...I was sitting there at my desk with a pencil in my hand and I had this project I needed to get to work on. Something really big with a deadline. And I thought of you. It wasn't like anything pertaining to the project reminded me of you or anything you do. The air just changed and my body reacted to it and my mind caved like I do on those nights I want to be angry at you for some dumb thing you said and you come over to me with that voice and those lips and memories of us together..you make it all go away. And you made work go away, in the instant of me alone in my office and you in my head.