Something Stolen
I believe in love. I believe in crazy, head over heels, love. I don’t know if there’s different kinds of love. I like to think there is. Several months ago, I believed in, and felt a love that I’d never felt before. It was wild and ecstatic and the best feeling I’ve ever felt. I haven’t been able to feel this kind of love for anyone, for some time. It feels like something died. Is this grown up love? Is what I felt just kid love? I can’t figure out if this love is dead, never to return, or if it’s just pushed down. I want so desperately to have it back. But I think it’s been taken away.
