If I stand there far away and call your name, will you listen, will you respond, will you find your way to me? Will you walk with me in the moonlight? Will you talk with me as the sun rises and sets, as the stars twinkle into existence? Some days I'm not sure my heart will ever find you as I am right now. Or that I will ever be able to see myself for anything more than what I am. Why do I keep feeling this way, why do I keep fooling myself over and over again?
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Words Of The Heart
Short StoryJust the journal of a wandering soul, putting down whatever was on his mind at the time. 2016 - 2017 entries
