No words.
How does one learn to leave it all behind? That once was could possibly no longer be. Learning to not wonder, the "What If's", but embracing in what is now.
There is a part of me, a big part of me that feels empty. It is not feeling empty in the sense of loneliness, but a deep and true emptiness that I feel. That when after all is said and done, still lingers within me. Its physicality manifests through tears, because even in words, it is inexplicable.
There is a part of me, a big part of me that feels empty. It is not feeling empty in the sense of loneliness, but a deep and true emptiness that I feel. That when after all is said and done, still lingers within me. Its physicality manifests through tears, because even in words, it is inexplicable.