To Love And Be Loved
If you know how to love and you also have love, please, really take the time to think about life and cherish all the moments. See all the opportunities you have to spend life not alone. I once had love. A real love. It was right at my fingertips. Literally; his hands, rough but with soft delicate fingers that would embrace mine. His body, warm, the type of warm where every touch gives you butterflies. His lips, the very first mine would ever touch. And his name, so easy on the tongue. A name that I miss. I didn't know how to love him though, and well I didn't know I did love him. Not until he wasn't mine. Although he actually was never mine in the first place. What we had between us was never anything official. Like I said I didn't know how to love him, but I was never ready to let go of his love for me. I never saw it as me being selfish, otherwise I wouldn't have held on for so long. I guess I thought he would just know how I felt. I was horribly wrong. It's f