When I stop

When I stop playing music, I still want to listen to more of it. When I stop talking out loud, I still want to make good sound. When I stop writing diary, I still want to communicate. When I stop having food, I still want to look good. When I stop loving you. I still want to think of you. When I stop crazy about you. I still want to see you. When I stop thinking properly, I still want to be explained clearly. When I stop holding your hands. I still want to touch and feel them. When I stop drawings, I still want to see your images. When I stop travelling, I still want to move constantly. When I stop breathing, I do not know what is next happening.