what are we searching for?

Are we searching for another, or ourselves?

Maybe we’re searching for what we’re missing.

Not a person,

Not a feeling,

but a moment.

We’re looking for that moment where someone sees something in our eyes that no one else was ever able to reach.

We’re looking for that moment that makes out blood pump even harder than it ever has.

We’re looking for the moment when a smile subconsciously creeps upon our faces even in our worst days.

We are no longer looking for the feeling of being ‘complete’

We are craving the feeling of being understood.

We want a our facial expressions to be decoded in seconds by a glance of the eye.

We want nothing more but to be understood.