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How do you ever know?

I was put on this planet to love, to give it a go.
I wake from a dream, a dream of another time another land. You were no longer mine, but another’s. Another place in time, I lost you. All that ever was. Searching my soul, looking deep into what it is that I desire. What it is that I need, searching for my own wondering heart what it is that I am looking for? I don’t want to walk down this road alone, but is it his hand that I want to hold, his hand that I need. The only person that knows is my soul, deep down I know what I must do, but not ready to do it. When can we let go and know how to fly alone. Not the girl who ever walks alone but unable to leave him. He sits by my side wondering where I stand. Wondering if I will ever fully be his, but I will never fully be anyone’s, born to fly but unable to nest. Where will the wind take me this time, it blows and I fly. But is there a reason to keep searching? Was it what I was looking for all along? Is it him that I am searching for, reaching out to, and how will I ever know?

Posted by goldenomad 18:49 Archived in Italy

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