I really miss the idea of love,
of romance and lust,
where people melt together,
like chocolate syrup,
become the sweetest dessert.

I never used to think of it,
but now it's all I think,
feeling like having someone,
would be meaning itself,
but is that just the void in me,
calling for fulfillment?

Oh how I wish to kiss,
to love, the perfect human,
the perfect place for us,
but I don't think it's home,
because for some reason,
I feel like I'm daydreaming.

It's all that I think about,
I honestly didn't do it before.
I think I grew, and with that,
new desires have erupted,
I don't want to just play all day,
I want to actually feel.

I want to actually feel how,
people feel when loved,
cause I've felt it a bit before,
seems like it's amazing,
but it will leave you colorblind,
flashing lights blind a heart.

I don't think I'll ever be,
ready to open my heart again,
I don't want to be hurt.
I've been hurt before, I know,
that it might leave me alone,
but I think I prefer that,
than bittersweet love.

The bittersweet memories,
cut open my throat softly,
bleed me of all my happiness
until I'm soaking in pain,
blood drips and I'm numb,
to feeling anything at all,
happiness and nostalgia.

© dats_poetry