I won’t lie, I feel the same way. I miss the days of pure happiness and passion I shared with you. Like when we were alone at your house. To be blunt, as soon as you were laying on top of me, this huge amount of love and passion for you came over me. You were all I could see, and all I could feel. You kissed my neck and then it was as if nothing in the world existed except us. Until your parents came home. I think about that day a lot. More than you might think. And then I remember us at the park.. That intense feeling of love was just engulfing me. I started feeling shy, and I don’t know if you noticed. Any time you had your hands on me, it was like a trigger that reminded me that what was happening, was real. We were the cute couple with the boyfriend tickling his girlfriend and the girl constantly kissing him to stop him from moving so much. That day seemed damn near perfect. And then again on our double date. In the movie theater, I tried to contain myself. (even if Mackenzie wasn’t... :p) But there were times when you grabbed my leg or something and those lovely chills of mine came back. And again when we were sitting by the fire.. That passion is still inside me, but it keeps having troubles making itself present again. I think it is because my heart is trying so hard to conceal itself, to protect itself.. But just know that I’m trying my best to be who I use to be. The person you fell in love with. I want to be that person again.