Please don’t take my interest in you for granted. I am quite fond of you and I hope that one day things will actually last.
It’s amazing to be alive.
Alive as in, the anticipation you can feel in your chest from a rapidly accelerating heart rate that becomes so endearing you can feel it in your bones. Or when you feel so invincible and free, like running against the wind as it pushes your hair and clothes back. There is absolutely nothing in your way and you aren’t going to stop if something does. Or how it feels to just let the music consume you whole, it tingles through your fingers, the tips of your hair, your chest, your knees and your stomach. You can feel it everywhere and your body moves along with it like an orchestrated band. The way it feels to explore the unknown and feed your curiousity by doing the unthinkable. It’s as if you’re shedding out of your old skin and exposing your new body, ready to see the world from a new perspective. Or simply, the way it feels to communicate with a stranger and create genuine conversation. The instant connection that isn’t assisted with technology that numbs interaction.
The simple joys that allows us to fall completely into nature and naked feeling are what makes me feel alive, not living a life without feeling.