Day 48 Want love

My bed is quicksand, I'm already too far in for any hope of escape. 

*POP!

Fireworks of love and romance burst in my mind.

I'm flying through dates to good to be true, Ferris wheels at sunset, accidental first meetings, love at first sight.

“I want that.” I whisper under my breath.

 My body hurts, I'm deathly allergic to being alone. I know what I would buy for her, the problem is that she only exists in my mind. Body aching, the desire to love is tearing me up. In girls eyes I catch a glimmer of our future. The way we would talk, walk, love. It plays before my eyes in a slideshow. Would she tease me? I certainly hope so. Make me laugh, smile, cry, make me feel alive again. Stomach feels empty without butterflies. Time moves slowly without someone to wait for. Evenings are dark without someone to call. My heart needs someone to beat for.