this is that feeling I love
a buzz
like a happy vibration radiating through the skin
my face feels like I’ve been poked for a dentist appointment
my head is swirly and positive and I kind of feel like dancing or complimenting pretty girls on their smiles and their hair
when I close my eyes I feel high
a fulfilling swelling gulps my chest and I’m feeling giddy
oh what a world when suddenly everything feels fine again from a tall alcoholic beverage and a fine February day
it’s not that complicated really
This thing called life

I hope everyone finds a lover
that makes you feel so good everyday
that on a Friday evening in February
he can be at work and I can be playing Mario Kart on the couch, drinking an Angry Orchard alone on Valentine’s Day and neither one of us even notices

everyone won’t feel like me
or think like I do
my morality is my strongest suit
it comes with heavy guilt at times
but I think I always do the right thing
in the end

why do I hang onto the end of every sentence like it’s a secret code waiting for me to answer

they say curiosity kills the cat
but
I’m starting to think so does not knowing