The pain of feeling seems like my heart is beating once more. It's exciting, fun, and fulfilling to be wanted again. Though at times it feels like a heart struggling to thrive and pulse. As it opens, the old scars open new wounds, ultimately slashing and cutting those wounds deeper, making more visible scars that leave permanent damage. My heart has a void, and the sparkle in my eyes is gone and trying to wander it's way back into the desired spot. My hands want to be held, my lips desire to be kissed, and my heart yearns to be filled with the love I once had, a love it hopes to have again.