Penelope,
And if I'll never really find where my heart belongs, I hope the universe will be kind enough to at least give me someone to watch the rain with. It doesn't need to be romantic - I guess I lost the part of me that longs to be loved, anyway. But still, I want to exist in someone else's laugh. I no longer crave for someone to hold my hand, but I want another to touch my soul and keep my secrets. I no longer wish for someone's kiss, but I'm dying for you to tell me that it's okay.
Duke
And if I'll never really find where my heart belongs, I hope the universe will be kind enough to at least give me someone to watch the rain with. It doesn't need to be romantic - I guess I lost the part of me that longs to be loved, anyway. But still, I want to exist in someone else's laugh. I no longer crave for someone to hold my hand, but I want another to touch my soul and keep my secrets. I no longer wish for someone's kiss, but I'm dying for you to tell me that it's okay.
Duke