I spent the last few minutes thinking and I realized there’s actually no one I can be open enough to share this with in my life so I’ll say it here. I miss being in love, and being loved, genuinely and honestly. I miss loving someone who loves me just as much, with passion, with honesty, someone that’s always looking out for me, that I can trust that is acting in both our best interests, someone that wants me unashamedly, and not for anything I can bring or be, but just for me. It’s been a long time for real, and the lover girl in me just wants to love again.