Currently seeking: heartache, love that makes you sick to your stomach, the kind thatmakes you not want to eat and that makes you forget about months and the time of day. I want love that engulfs me, makes me feel alive and that warms me at night. I want it to make me laugh, pick me up, bring meaning back in to my life. I want the type of love that confuses me, pushes me away and pulls me back in. I need love that delivers blows when things aren't working out. I want it to hurt, and sting, and burn and bruise. I want it so badly. It's so much better than not feeling anything at all, picking up and going as I please. You're disposable; I'll keep throwing them in the trash until I find love like that again.
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