Infatuation

I miss the laughter that comes with infatuation

The joy that fills your being

The butterflies in your stomach

And the flutter of your heart

I haven't known these in ages

And I miss them

I want to know they're still attainable

I want to know I am still good enough

Good enough for joy and butterflies and fluttering hearts

Or are these things just not meant for me

Reviews

[Denham Cole]

Hi nicole.

in the 8th line of your poem, you forgot to add the "d" to "still goo enough"
(I won't tell anybody, Ok)

I liked your piece, btw. It brought those memories back to me - of wonderful anxiety and excitement in relationships, when relationships are still young... Isn't it a wonderful feeling!

[.nicole.]

Thanks for letting me know about the missing d! And I'm really glad you liked it! I'd love for you to check out some of my other stuff too :)