miercuri, 4 mai 2016

waiting and craving

I think I'm craving for arms that will never hold me, for lips that would never touch mine, for eyes that will never see me as I really am. For eyes that will never see me at all. I'm just staying here, drown in my comfortable loneliness, waiting for someone that will never come, for something that will never be. I'm staying here, with all the love I'm capable of giving locked deep inside me. But I feel that I'm waiting for love I will never receive. 

sursa foto: keeping my pride

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