there's this ache that never really leaves. a quiet hum under everything i do. it's not loneliness, exactly — more like knowing exactly what you're missing and still having to wait. eternity is a cruel thing when you've already found your one.
there's this ache that never really leaves. a quiet hum under everything i do. it's not loneliness, exactly — more like knowing exactly what you're missing and still having to wait. eternity is a cruel thing when you've already found your one.