When I was younger, I was one of those girls who was always running after some guy who either wasn't interested in me (or not as much as I was in him), or who got off on jerking my chain. My heart would soar when I felt wanted and loved, and shatter when he was suddenly cold to me. I wish I could go back and tell my young self that it's not worth it, and to please do something else with your life energy. But it was rarely dull!
Wanting
honey
ambrosia
delight
sweet
delicious
intoxication
I
need
to
want
you
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