Wanting to Want

I wrote a lot about love.

Because if I could capture it in words and tie a little piece of it to the page, I could feel it and fall into it and want love the way you’re supposed to want love.

Want love like holding hands and the sun setting and kisses and laughter.

Want love like ‘you’re enough for me’ and passing notes and heads on shoulders.

I just don’t want to be alone.