Love should feel like the top of three pillows and the bottom of four blankets on a lazy Saturday morning. It’s where time stops and the world gladly sits on hold and the only thing that matters is that you continue to breathe in moment after crawling moment.
Love should feel like a nook1) made just for one, where under their arms and over their chest comprises a sanctuary only you can fit in. It’s where you worship their pores2) and pray for their happiness and are blessed with an overwhelming presence of bliss3) no organized religion can give you.
Love should feel like a middle school dance, where nerves poke through your skin and excitement radiates your smile and sweaty palms grasp the youthfulness of desire. You’ll romanticize moments in notebooks and cherish fading pictures and promise that every feeling of every second will never be forgotten.
Love should feel like a car ride on a summer day, with windows rolled down and a radio up and hair slithering4) across your face. You know them like the words of the song you sing along to and you swear, if you look just beyond the road, you can see your freedom. An overwhelming contentment burns deep in your spine and rises to your chest and you’re left smiling for no reason at all.
Love should feel like a smooth5) shot of whiskey. You’re seduced by rebellion and pleasured by the burn and you begin to forget those who comprise your past with every additional trip to the bar.
Love should feel a sundress, held close to the chest while free to flow whichever way the wind takes it. You can’t wait for the season to strike and the temperature to rise so you can flaunt6) every inch of sun-kissed skin.
Love should feel like the beginning of a pick-up game7). You beam with pride when you’re chosen and hold your head up high when you walk towards your captain and you cannot wait to get the game started. You’ve been practicing long enough.
Love should feel like a blackout8). You can’t remember a time without them or when you two started falling or how many kisses contributed to your loss of control. Every morning you wake up wondering what you did that lead the two of you to crash into each other.
Love should feel like a marathon. It should exhilarate9) your heart and exhaust your mind and challenge your resolve. You’ll tell yourself you can’t keep going as you continue to put one foot in front of the other, taking every helpful and rejuvenating10) cup of water along the way. At the end, you’ll realize how many contributed to your happiness and success.
Love should feel like a clear night. A slight breeze reminds you of the unknown as you look up at sparkling stars and unending darkness. You’ll realize every answer is really a guess and every fact was once fiction and that you are just beginning to learn about love, along with everyone else.
爱的感觉应该就像在懒洋洋的星期六早上，枕着三只枕头，盖着四条毛毯。时间已经停滞，整个世界都欣然停下脚步，唯一重要的是你还能继续呼吸，享受这一秒又一秒的懒散时光。
爱的感觉应该就像一座专属一人的港湾。他的怀抱、他的胸膛就是一座避难所，只有你可以容身。你对他的每一个毛孔都顶礼膜拜，为他的幸福祈祷，一种无处不在的幸福感将你包围，那是任何宗教组织都无法给你的幸福。
爱的感觉应该就像一场中学生的舞会。你浑身上下都焕发着青春的活力，笑容里洋溢着抑制不住的兴奋，汗津津的掌心里紧握着青春的欲望。日记本里，你把分分秒秒都写得那么浪漫，你珍藏着每一张褪色的照片，并且对自己说，每时每刻每个感觉你都会永生铭记。
爱的感觉应该就像夏日里的一段旅程，开着车，将车窗摇下，打开收音机，让头发轻抚着你的面颊。你了解他，就像熟知你跟着收音机哼唱的歌词，你确信，眺望道路的尽头，你将会看到自己的自由。一种莫大的满足感在你骨子里熊熊燃烧，蔓延到胸中。于是，你毫无缘由地笑了起来。
爱的感觉应该就像一杯香醇的威士忌。一种叛逆的感觉将你引诱，一种灼烧的滋味使你感到快乐，你开始忘记已成过去的那些人，每光顾一次酒吧，就多一分遗忘。
爱的感觉应该就像一件太阳裙，紧贴着胸部，在微风的吹拂下自由飘摆。你已迫不及待，盼着季节快快到来，气温快快上升，好展示你每一寸被阳光亲吻过的肌肤。
爱的感觉应该就像开始一场随机的比赛。你被选中时，心中洋溢着无限自豪，高昂着头走向领队，你已急不可耐，盼望着比赛开始。正可谓“养兵千日，用兵一时”。
爱的感觉应该就像一段短暂的失忆。你已记不清没有他的日子是怎么过来的，记不清你们是何时相爱，记不清有多少个吻才让你失去了控制。每天早晨醒来，你都会思忖着你到底做了什么会使你们两人相遇。
爱的感觉应该就像一场马拉松。它振奋你的心灵，耗尽你的意志，挑战你的决心。你对自己说你已无法坚持，但你依旧迈动双脚，一步步走下去，路上喝下一杯又一杯水，以助自己恢复体力。最后，你将意识到有多少杯水促成了你的幸福和成功。
爱的感觉应该就像一个晴朗的夜晚。仰望璀璨的星空和无尽的黑暗，一阵微风吹来，让你想起冥冥中还有多少未知的世界。你将意识到，每一个答案实际上都只是猜测，每一个事实都曾经是虚幻，而对于爱，和其他所有人一样，你只是刚刚开始了解。
1. nook [nʊk] n. 隐蔽处，角落
2. pore [pɔː(r)] n. 毛孔
3. bliss [blɪs] n. 天赐的福
4. slither [ˈslɪðə(r)] vi. 不稳地滑动
5. smooth [smuːð] adj. (酒)醇和的
6. flaunt [flɔːnt] vt. 招摇，挥动
7. pick-up game：临时组织的比赛
8. blackout [ˈblækaʊt] n. 短暂性失忆
9. exhilarate [ɪɡˈzɪləreɪt] vt. 使愉快
10. rejuvenate [rɪˈdʒuːvəneɪt] vt. 使恢复活力
by Danielle Campoamor
发布于：北京