21/06/2024
If I never truly find where my heart belongs, I hope the universe grants me someone to share the rain with. It doesn't have to be romantic anymore—I've let go of longing for love. Yet, I yearn to share laughter with someone else. I no longer seek hand-holding, but I crave a soul who understands me and keeps my secrets safe. I no longer desire kisses, but I ache for reassurance that everything will be okay, that the storm will pass and brighter days will come.
I desperately need someone to remind my heart that despite being shattered into countless pieces, it still beats on. That I still hold value.