I want to go on a date. A real date. Where I dress up, and she dresses nice.
I want awkward silence, and suddenly both of us trying to talk at the same time.
I want to feel that ball in the pit of my stomach because I’m too nervous to say anything.
I want to go on a date and feel nervous around someone once more.
I want to have that feeling where I don’t know if I should try holding her hand as we walk out of the restaurant.
I want someone to give me a reason to be spontaneous and cheesy and feel like they appreciate it.
I want someone to be sure that they want to be with me, no second thoughts.