The Hardest Prison to Escape is your Mind

I want to feel love again

I wanna fall in love again. I wanna feel the butterflies, my stomach fluttering until they burst through my mouth with words of passion. I want to feel my heartbeat to the rhythm of music we make when we laugh. I want to feel my mind race as I look at you and think about what to say and what not to say. I want wake up in the morning and put on a smile with the best fit to make you notice me. I want to smell great so when you rest your head on me when we hug, you compliment me so I know you're actually paying attention to me and no one else in the room. I want to feel the flush in my cheeks, the wings that flutter in my stomach and the way my heart gooes and oozes with affection. I want to feel my hands shake with nerves, the heartbeat in my ears like a catchy song, and the way my body shouts for your touch. It's not that I could just go to someone who loves me because I want to feel that love too, the way my lips will scream, tingle even to be kissed. My neck will be held, the way my eyes beg to become hearts and my teeth want to be on display and show all my joy. I just miss that feeling. I miss love, the feeling of it warming me up all the time, and I miss giving it to someone who feels the same way.