The unexplainable feeling of longing for a place, that one does not even know and never feel like to relate with that place before, it can be a sign of recognizing the identity of a soul.
“No matter how close, you are always too far. My eyes are drawn everywhere you are…” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Do me just one favor, please give him the love I can no longer save” -Bea C. Pilotin
Love is the longing for the half of ourselves
To Think beyond logic To wish for, beyond practicality. That little hope for something extra ordinary , something that keeps me going.
