Have you ever walked past a stranger
your eyes meet for a second
you look away
you don't know this person
yet you feel like you do.
There is a great churning within, as if they just looked right through you and spoke to your soul.
You struggle to breath.
There is recognition
- yet you're forced to keep walking
even though your insides are now a thousand flames,
your soul is on fire.
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The Lover of Love
RandomMy first attempt at writing so feedback is welcome! ● This is the journey of a Lover. Each part in a deliberate order to reflect states and stages one passes with Love. A collection of poetry, quotes and descriptions about Love, written by myself an...
