Grief seems to create losses within us that reach beyond our awareness--we feel as if we're missing something that was invisible and unknown to us while we had it, but is now painfully gone...Longing...
Poetry is the yearning of the soul to break free!
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Yearn
I can't tell whether a revived man would appreciate his second chance or yearn for the stolen serenity.
After all, what are any of us after but the conviction of belonging?
And then I feel as if I'm witnessing a miracle, as ever so slowly she raises her face towards the moon. I watch her drink in the sight, sensing the flood of memories she's unleashed and wanting nothin...
At the core of her senseless actions, she vaguely perceived that she yearned for something. A something that would provide her with a sure sense of fulfillment. But she could not fathom what that some...
Ay me! sad hours seem long.
Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?
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