I've always wondered what that feeling would be like. The feeling, maybe like breath catching in my throat or perhaps like the comfort I feel while looking at a contently curled cat, could be triggered by anything. A glance might do it; the brush of my fingertips against warm fabric may be the right amount to cause the click. It could be that the brush of nervous, trembling lips that sends the message. Regardless, I will forever hold within my heart the desire to know what true love feels like.