There is something I remember,
it seems to grow more distant
and
the memory of it fades
but
the desire to find it won’t diminish.
Something I Remember…
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There is something I remember,
it seems to grow more distant
and
the memory of it fades
but
the desire to find it won’t diminish.
What is waiting
It is a dull pain
An expectant feeling
A desire awaiting
A feeling to fulfill
Waiting for you, for a sight of you, a glance or look, a message, conversation. It drains me, it turns me in on myself as i wait for you to bring me out, make me whole
I scream inside for you, my whole body aches to hear you, please come back
It is self inflicted torture and punishment.
It is mood changing, it leaves me hopeless and in despair
This is so hard
You want my honesty – it is laid bare