I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.
i am listening to some music i sent the first person i loved one year ago and i don't know what i'm feeling but it's so close to actual grief that all of that is gone ... i am a smarter and stronger person after it all but i don't know, this feeling goes so deeply into who i am i can barely even explain it or understand it. the most beautiful thing but sad doesn't even cover it. i'm sure everyone has touched a part of this feeling before i just had to write it out