Taste of something new
something untouched
unwilled.
I feel the pull
of my emotions
reminding me I'm alive.
They tug
and squeeze
this lonely heart
a simple reminder
that feelings still exist
apathy was just a somber way
of letting me know
something else could be here,
a beautiful emotion
that radiates through
and into the void that was left
filling the emptiness up to the rim
with her kiss
and her hugs
and the thought of her lips.
So glad
to have her here
or there
rather anywhere.
As long as I hear her voice
say to me those words
"I love thee."