have I ever been in love?
no-no I quiet doubt that I have
its been easy to fawn over some guy I saw at the store, even easier to write about a a guy I met and ******* over.
every one of these little encounters I thought I was in fact "In Love"-I walked away unfazed.
I ready want to love someone-
I do.
it is easier though, to walk a away and lock the memories in different  boxes  in various rooms.
but for once ,at least for once in my life I want to love-
love as if walking into the room alight with flames and try my best to find that box of love kept away and memories locked up.
to feel.
to walk over glass to dance in the rain with the man who owns that part.
to give up all the royalties to laugh with the man who'd protect this box as his own.
and I promise once I love the way I write, I will walk into any arson.