back to basics

I miss passionate, thoroughly consuming love! I miss letting myself get caught up in the moment! I miss how I used to feel when I was 16; when love and its entourage were still new to me, and every single moment was beyond exhilarating. Those heart pounding wildly in your chest-hands slightly shaking-wide eyed kind of moments when your so overwhelmed by the intensity and beauty of the situation, you can barely contain yourself. God, It seems like forever since I’ve looked at someone and been unable to breathe…

I miss that fire!
I miss that spontaneity!
I miss that uncertainty!

lately, I’ve been numb.

I’ve been a bit numb for a while, actually.

A good portion of it is self inflicted, and now I fear I may never feel again.

woe is me.