Wishing and Yearning

Wishing and Yearning

He didn’t know where to go under a cold night’s winter sky. The black horizon shines ahead and small diamonds twinkle above but the only place he wanted to be is next to the person he loved.

There’s a vast land around him. There’s nothing but the beauty of the city lights. There’s nothing but everything that is meaningless to a destination-driven soul.

His eyes searched the borders, looking for the limits to see beyond what trapped him within his own shell. He drove steadily, away from where he wanted to be and yearned to return with every breath it takes. But knowing where he wished to be was not the place he needed to be the most, the travel on forward never ceased to continue.


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