a soul longing to come home

Have you ever felt hunted inside your own head?

She’s sunny one minute then she’s pouring down rain

I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.

There are no maps to guide you when you’re lost in your head.

and if i asked you to name all the things that you love, how long would it take for you to name yourself?

The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.

Why should I be sad? I have lost someone who didn’t love me. But they lost someone who loved them.

Some people will never truly know how much they are loved in the midst of their loneliness. If you love someone let them know.