Innocence.

I've been awake for a while now. Got me feeling like a child now.

I want that kind of love.
Innocent love.
True love.
Head over heels, time stops, over-the-moon, no-one-but-you kind of love.
Call me old-fashioned. You may say I'm a dreamer. I'm most surely a hopeless romantic, but this is what I dream of as the realist in me just tries to stay afloat and not die alone. I want the kind of love where we can be serious in one breath and act like 5 year olds in the next.
Love where nothing matters, yet everything matters.
Love with a man to figuratively sweep me off my feet but literally spin me in a circle when he hugs me.
So in it's most simple manner and in it's purest form:
I want you to want me.
I just don't know who you are yet.