so this is what it comes down to?
what is it about love..no... not even love... just, that desire, that drives us crazy? Why are people out there looking to be hurt? Who says that finding someone to cuddle with is what we need? Why isn't it a red bull and some good tv, or friends to skinny dip with. Why can't all the fun I be having make me happy, and how does one do everything I do and STILL wind up crying. How is it that in a group of friends , one pines to be with the one they lost, one pines to be with the one they will never have, one wished for love and when received was terrified, and one just desperate to feel emotion again? Is there ever a point one can just say, "i'm happy" ...or is there a point when you stop being hurt? I don't think so. But isn't that what we're looking for, i want my heartbroken I want to fight I want to cry...because it means that i've felt something...you only get heartbroken if you had something to lose...where is my something? However, when do old heartbreaks die when can you succesfully say you are over someone...in reality is it never? Do you always have an open wound...is that someone always going to be able to tear you apart...are new less sucessfull realationships just a dollar bandaid that barley holds...is falling in love again going to stitch you up? I wonder these kind of things. Maybe because it's two am, maybe bc im lonley, maybe it's because im jealous of everyone...idk . I don't really care all I want is to be kissed, and for that person to want to kiss me again the next day, and the day after. Can this be found in summer, or all boys just happy with a drunken kiss goodnight and a cuddle till you leave half sober. Who says that seasons should depict relationships..why should it be summer drunken hook ups and love in fall. I want my love now, even if I have to put a pumpkin on my front step, and enjoy a cup of cider in 90 degree weather.