Have you ever been afraid that you'll never fall in love again? Not just "Be" loved, but really love someone? Sometimes I forget about how amazing it is to be the one doing the loving...so to speak. It occurred to me recently that I haven't been in love for about seven years. I almost have, I could have taken that leap of faith, but I didn't. I haven't for about seven years. Thats an incredibly long time to keep your heart under lock and key. I haven't given anything away for all this time. I'm sure in a way its a good thing...I haven't unnecessarily set myself up to fall flat on my face...just my arse. But I miss that feeling. That crazy, unpredictable feeling that has you happy all the time wearing rose coloured glasses, speaking in cliches and unable to write properly because you are too damn happy.
I miss that feeling. I'm craving it. And I'm just about ready for it.
I can only hope there's someone, somewhere ready to shine their light on me. I can't wait to bathe in that beautiful, warm, soft golden light. You know that light in the late afternoon, when the world sparkles golden and warm, even on a cold day...thats what love feels like...that time of day.
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