cut me open

/ whenever I look into your eyes
 I fight the urge
to kiss you lips,
 to hold you hands
so breathe me in
 don't let me leave /

First.

It's been three years since the last time I had the chance to pretend to be in love. The thing is that I no longer want to pretend to be in love. At least it's not my intention, and I'm completely aware of that.
I want to fall hard for someone. I want to get my heart touched by someony so deeply I feel somehow disgusted and joyful at the same time. I want my heart to be treated like a precious jewl and the most disgusting piece of rubish, all at once. Becuase that's what love is, isn't it?
I want someone to touch.
I want someone to kiss.
I want someone to remember.
I want someone to be incredibly proud about.
I want someone to understand, to listen to.
I want someone to make me feel more human.
I want someone to be human with.
I want someone to show me the dark side.
I want someone to learn from.
I want someone to fight with against the world.
I want someone to caress.
I want someone to look to and be impressed.
I want someone to know.
I want someone to feel.
I want someone to give parts of me I would never give to anyone else.
I want to fall. In love. Hard.
So, please. Can you please, at least, tell me where to find you? Where to look for you? Where are you hiding? Where are you?
Just, please, tell me.
When is it going to be?
Where?
How?
Who?
Just help me a little and come find me.
I'm here, waiting to get you sign.
So, love, show me. Smile at me, life.
Let's make it good, hard, intense and unforgettable.
Let's burn our memories with the image of you and me.
Let's run away. Show me you care.
But, love, please... Come around.