I think I was in love with the feeling
The passion
The lust
I liked worrying about someone else
Wondering about them
And spending all my energy on their needs
Sometimes that all we need
An idea
A feeling that reminds you
Reminds you why you hated that feeling
Loved it to pieces
Allowed it to break you apart
I’d do anything for that feeling
Being alive
Blood running through your veins
I’m not sure what is worse
Having it
Or missing the absent of it
But next time I’ll be ready
I’ll welcome it back with open arms
Because then I know I’m alive
And I’m feeling good
