I Want to Go Back...

I want the feeling of running up to someone after a heavy day and hugging them, again.

I want the feeling of being genuinely asked what happened in my day away from them, again.

And I want the feeling of going to and telling them everything that happened with all the enthu, again.

I want that feeling of being listened to patiently and passionately, again.

I want the feeling of waking someone up at one o'clock and tell them what woke me up and won't let me sleep again, again.

I want the feeling of someone's melodiously soothing lullaby, dropping on my ears as I'm half asleep then, again.

I want the feeling of sleeping on someone's arm feeling secure, warm and more comfy than the softest cushion, again.

And I want the feeling of hearing someone's voice, tender as a feather, waking me up from my unbreakable sleep, again.

I want the feeling of hugging someone tight with clenched fists and eyes and a rub on the back with a brush in the hair, again.

I want the feeling of someone's fingers in my hair, and the most comfortable lap under my head, again.

I want the feeling of being pampered for the most juvenile reasons, again.

I want the feeling of my teeth rubbing a bit with the fingers of someone, while they feed me, again.

I want the feeling of someone mistakingly saying or doing something that makes me sad once and nevermore, again.

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