I feel absent, I'm not here, my soul is looking for its other half, but you are far from me, it raises above my body and searches for you, it moans and wines, crying for you, wanting to dance with its other half of it, it searches and searches and when my soul can't find you it cries and calls out for you, over and over again. I love you
YOU ARE READING
Parts of my soul
RandomThis is just a collection of little pieces of my mind in story from that I can never finish or make better, so this will probably suck but if you read it then you can't make mean comments because I suck
