sometimes i am the lonliest person in the world. The sadness is so consuming I can't even put it into words. And all i want, more than anything, is for someone to say, "come here." And take me in their arms and just hold me while i cry. No other words. Just that.
I saw once where the Irish named their whiskey "moonshine" because it was a clear liquid that when held to the light of the moon (when it was usually transported) it reflected the moon and the stars. I thought this sounded beautiful and I swore that if I were ever rich, I would build a home worthy of it's own name and I would name that home Moon Shine. That is unlikely to ever happen so I will make this spot my own Moon Shine. Welcome
I will run a mile from a hug if I can, but I'd do it Tina, really. I'd do it for you.
ReplyDeleteMary pointed me your way. You are not alone, although it may appear like that. Even through this restricted medium, you can have a hug.
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I'm back just to say I'm thinking of you.....
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