05.31.09
“fit” 4/27/09
I keep reorganizing shelves and drawers. Am I hoping it will all make sense once everything is in its place? Hoping for my place? Where I belong? Will my soul forever drift on the open sea of heartbreak and despair or will it find its home? Will I let it find its home? Do I keep circling my place of belonging but my fears keep me from landing?
EXACTLY!
“who doesn’t long for someone to hold who knows how to love you without being told”
Thank you Natasha Bedingfield for understanding. (Soulmate)
