Set longing? I can not.
It is the most overwhelming feelings that exist.
As described the void? The silence? The absence? The piece of us who went away?
Nostalgia is not only miss someone.
You feel the lack of someone in us. Inside of us. You yearn to us with someone. It is the being to be, and being to be....
How it translates into words what the nostalgia cuts without touching anything. That hurts. That hurts. Dumping. That echoes. Who goes mad.
None of this resembles the longing I feel. They are small words that describe it.
Set longing? I can not. Perhaps feeling as me.
Perhaps because I touch my skin every day.
Longing. Endless. Always!
It is the most overwhelming feelings that exist.
As described the void? The silence? The absence? The piece of us who went away?
Nostalgia is not only miss someone.
You feel the lack of someone in us. Inside of us. You yearn to us with someone. It is the being to be, and being to be....
How it translates into words what the nostalgia cuts without touching anything. That hurts. That hurts. Dumping. That echoes. Who goes mad.
None of this resembles the longing I feel. They are small words that describe it.
Set longing? I can not. Perhaps feeling as me.
Perhaps because I touch my skin every day.
Longing. Endless. Always!
Rita Leston
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