Your everything to me.
Everything you are.
Who or what I know not yet!
Hoping one day my everything will come to me.
So lonely am I!
Setting here writing about something's that's everything to me.
Not even knowing what this could be.
Desperately hoping my everything will be a true love for me.
“Loneliness is a painful prison to the soul; our fears and despair build the iron bars. It is hard to break free and harder to live with in it”.
I have visited your page couple of years ago and here i am knocking the doors once again. Cheers.