Say Yes

I find myself thinking more than I can breathe.
Sometimes I think I'm resting my mind,
Only to realise that my relaxation consists of thoughts of you.

A conversation with a friend, and then I hear your name.
Your birth name has become the name of everyone.
Each time I say it, I smile, like it's the very first time.

Four in the morning, and I'm imagining your lips.
It's like tasting a sip of your favourite juice that someone else bought.
You either want another sip, or your own.

I wonder though,
Am I the air that you are breathing?
Is my name a constant reminder through your ears?
Will I be that favourite juice that you keep sipping on, so that you never have to share?

I gave you three questions.
I only expect one answer.
Yes.