September 11th, 2011. 937pm.

I miss love. Real love. Genuine pure love. Ive had it twice. Only twice. I dont ever want it again. I miss being told how beautiful I am, and being touched as if I were as delicate as a flower. I miss being able to feel a rush go thru my body with every kiss. Im just not so sure I want to feel that again. Becuz I know how much it hurts once you lose it... Why cant love truly be forever? The love that I want. With who I want... Fuck.