I ached for you.
The longing a hunger.
I looked and could not find you.
And then I stopped…
And saw you were always there.
❤️
Michelle k Roberton.
I ached for you.
The longing a hunger.
I looked and could not find you.
And then I stopped…
And saw you were always there.
❤️
Michelle k Roberton.
There is a “food” that our skin yells and hungers for. A “food” that is as essential to our survival as good food and warm shelter… touch. I remember this from
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