Sorrow filled awakenings, tormented slumber, nothing is at peace.

I long to fly spreading my ached, feathered wings to join my soulmate in my own paradise.

Eyes closed, volatile emotions fill my thoughts.

Despair, longing, waiting for something, that may never come

Worse thought --may not even exist as I think it to be.

Still What am I looking for?What am I waiting for?

I just don’t know , but………deep down I still wait…..

Why?
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My heart longs.

Teamo.

winterfall winterfall
41-45
Aug 20, 2014