Love(:

Love, that thing I want one day.
That feeling I desire and so need.
Not those words people have to say.
And the bull shit people feed.

I want that tingle in my tummy.. Butterflies.
The heart skipping a beat and sweaty hands.
My heart getting put in knots and ties.
My mind soaring with thoughts of them to a magical land.

Love, that feeling of fitting in.
A sense that I actually belong.
To have that person to make love with and it not be a sin.
Love, it's the thing I'm forelonging.

Not the kind of love that results in hate.
I've never felt actual love.
I hope it'll happen one day, like fate.
I wonder if that love will be enough.

Love.. Will it make me happy?
Will it make me never want to let that person go?
Inspire me to write a poem? No matter how corny or sappy?
Will I be able to see it or will their love not show?

Love, its a four letter word.
Its the one thing I always dream about.
I just want to put my life in fast forward.
Because, the love I want.. I know it'll eventually count.