Tell me, and think twice

I wonder about what you think. of me, of us, of everything. What do you feel when I touch your skin? When I poke your cheeks like a 5 year old, smiling. When I stare at you because I just cant move my eyes away from you. When I think that I couldn't see myself without you anymore. are you happy? with me? like this? are you?

How do you feel when I dont text you, even though I feel like I should? Do you get mad? Do you get sad? 

I wonder.