That feeling of emptiness that you're trying to fill in. With places you've never been through. Of people you've never been with. Of things you've never had.
That feeling of belonging to somewhere or someone. Where your worries of tomorrow fades. Where the sun's beauty occupy your view. Where serenity of the sea breeze and the wind whistling slowly through your ears calms you.
That feeling of freedom. Once you find your place. Once you stopped searching for that missing piece. That you've finally make sense of everything. When the past no longer matters and death by sunrise no longer bothers you. For you feel that the journey you've been running along had already put into halt.
Until that day when those feeling collide into conclusion, you're a lost soul floating on a river of heartless people who ignore their own heart's beating and own heart's desire, succumbing themselves into slavery for the things that they thought would complete them. That they never recognize that they deserve more than that. And the difference you had to them is the little salience you have over such. And the similarity would be being alive but living dead.
Go where your heart leads you. Listen to what it says. And once you found that place or person where your heart stops or skips a beat..
hold on every second. Savour. Never let go.
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