It's honestly like a breeze on a blistering summer day.
You wait for it, you don't know it's there, till it's gone.
You crave for this sensation to work its way back, running around madly trying to recreate this breeze of a feeling, love.
It's untouchable, yet you feel it.
When you hear "I love you" for the first time it sends this frigid shock traveling over your body,
Like a cool breeze on a blistering summer day.