People underestimate belonging
You can fit in everywhere but belong to no one
People only love fragments
Some which no longer exist, or never did
A love filled room gives the illusion of belonging, reciprocation
But so does a fountain in a desert.
I envy those who have people, or if they're lucky, one person that loves the fragments enough to put them together and relish in the results.
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 7:24 PM UTC
People underestimate belonging
You can fit in everywhere but belong to no one
People only love fragments
Some which no longer exist, or never did
A love filled room gives the illusion of belonging, reciprocation
But so does a fountain in a desert.
I envy those who have people, or if they're lucky, one person that loves the fragments enough to put them together and relish in the results.
