Right in between your lungs. your ribs it throbs knowing it needs more. the feeling is there but a piece is missing. to say that life is complete, you can feel the heat move within that spot. you know what it is after you almost feel it full already, but the only thing missing are the moments that make you say oh, this is why these feelings idle here. like a world without sun has no purpose. like a lamp without a lightbulb. And without someone to see the Earth, the vibrations of life are never felt. And without someone to turn on the lamp, dark rooms are never filled.