I used to never think of love Of how your heart speeds up Of how you feel as if there was a dog chasing it's tail in your stomach every time you see them Of how all the good moments felt as though they'd never end Of how the bad moments never lasted longer than a blink Of how every touch lights a spark that ignites into a fire of passion Of how your cheek meat hurts after every time you meet them Of how every kiss and every embrace was another reason to live Of how you feel when you make them laugh or smile Of how a whole day of rain and clouds can turn into a day of sunshine and rainbows Of how their arms feels as though they could protect you from anything Of how much you couldn't spend more than a day away from them Of how much you never wanted them to leave
But then, I met you...
I have almost no idea where in the world some of this came from. I mean "fire of passion"? What. Does. That. Even. Mean?! (Someone help meeee)