It happens every once in a while.
It feels serious this time.
A surge of emotion and passion welling within me. Every thought washes over me with great fervor.
It's love.
The love of love.
What I have is suddenly not enough.
I want it all. Everything. Typical, for my personality type. Always looking for greener pastures.
I sleep alone. I want to sleep next to someone.
I work. I want to quit.
I make dinner for myself. I want to cook for someone.
And my car suddenly needs a sunroof.
I am completely restless and out of control.
Give in to me, love. Find me.
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