I wonder where is and how he is doing.
I miss having a soul mate.
I miss passion.
I miss hunger.
I miss the chaos.
And I miss getting lost in the madness of it all.
I guess I got what I wanted.
I forgot what love felt like & hurt myself in the end.
Some nights I feel everything at once.
But other nights, I feel nothing at all.
I don’t know what’s worse.
Drowning beneath the waves,
Or dying from the thirst