I want to fall in love and know what all of the fuss is about. I want to understand this nonsense of butterflies in stomachs (why on earth would they want to be there?) and falling head over heals. There must be some appeal to this wonder called love if people are willing to swim oceans and climb the highest mountains. I’ve felt passion and lust, but never this “love” thing. I want to fall in love and see what it is like, but perhaps the thing stopping me is this want.