I hate yet admire the way human beings can make others yearn for them so bad. Without trial and without notice, we take in every detail, only realizing it all after it is gone. Without hesitation and fear our subconscious takes in everything about a person, learning more than we let ourselves take in and realize. But when they're gone we itch for even a taste of their voice. Crave to touch a spot of skin on their body, having electrical currents flow through that skin to skin contact, naked touch. Our minds visualize their appearance, teasing our eyes with the vacant space before us. If only we gave in to our subconscious, weren't afraid to lose nor gain. Just live and persevere, taking in all we can, accepting all there is, and learning what can't be taught.