The distance is only aching because the heart still knows the way home.
The Unspoken Heartache
Unease lingers, adrift at sea,
Yearning whispers, "Do you need me?"
Mixed signals cloud a heart's desire,
Aching distance fuels the fire.
Yearning whispers, "Do you need me?"
Mixed signals cloud a heart's desire,
Aching distance fuels the fire.