Lovesick
I’ve caught feelings like a bad cold. Every time I see him my heart tries to leap out from my chest to embrace him. I’ll touch him lightly on the arm or face in the hope that my emotions will be satisfied but it only leaves me with the scent of him on my fingertips. It is never like this with my boyfriend. I’ve never had that taste of forbidden fruit. We simply fell into each other’s arms and lived in quiet comfort. Now the comfort feels more like complacency. The aroma of my new attraction still lingers on me. I bring my hands to my face, breathe in and remind myself what I could have. The smell makes me sneeze as the feelings try to escape from my body. -WR