Limerence.
That bittersweet obsession, that dizzying high that crashes into a heartache when you’re loving someone from so far away. it’s not just “liking” them; it’s this maddening, hypnotic pull. A chemical longing, like the feeling of needing air but finding yourself underwater, breathless. that’s limerence—this intense, almost involuntary fixation where nothing feels like enough. I could drown in every word you send, scroll through every photo you share, play your voice notes on loop, and still, it wouldn’t fill this endless need for more.
Limerence wants you not just in thought but in skin and bone. It’s this fire where texts aren’t warm enough, screens aren’t close enough.
I want you beside me, breathing the same air, where your laughter doesn’t get lost in pixels. I need to feel the weight of you here, the electric calm that happens when souls touch in the same place, the kind of closeness that even words can’t hold.
It’s beautiful and terrifying, this craving, this desire to turn “someday” into now. Because limerence isn’t patient.
It doesn’t care about distance or reason; it just hums through the heart like a song you can’t unhear. Soon, soon, soon.
(Poem by miladyziggystardust)














