someharmindreaming: It gets lonely You felt real intimacy once Maybe twice in your life And the nagg
someharmindreaming: It gets lonely You felt real intimacy once Maybe twice in your life And the nagging feeling remains That life was supposed to be drenched in envigorating connections Not two drops of rain that fell discretely on a mirrored lake Whose ripples spread and quickly died Left you watching for more On a long, long evening With the colours changing And the sun setting -- source link