I've the sudden urge to go back to the time when we first met. Not so i can change your impression of me or say the witty comeback that i thought of later but was too late to say because the moment had already passed.
No. I just want to feel the exhiliration of meeting you for the first time again. To lose myself in the moment, in the dance of wits, sidestepping your traps, twisting and twirling my way around your sharp retorts, then leaping back with a counter of my own. To feel fear and exhaltation in equal measures, not knowing what you will say next, not knowing how you will react, not knowing if i'll ever see you again. To bathe in the giddy happiness that only an unsullied heart can feel. To not know how things will turn out between us. To not know all the pain, sadness, suffering, anguish, rejection and heartbreak that lies ahead of me. To only see you in front me. Your eyes. Your smile. Your beauty. I want to feel that excitement again, to feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, reminding every fibre of my being that i am still alive, that these are the moments i live for.
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