Sometimes I crave...
I crave for the part of me
that I had left behind
when I had walked out of
stuff holding me back,
emotions wishing for me to stay,
people desiring for me to be by their side...
I have never been a "forever" person.
I'd rather keep moving on.
My quest, never-ending. My search, unyielding.
Whenever I discover a bit of myself,
I sit in silence and wonder if it is
the "true" me. What if there is still
something more, somewhere.
I get up and prepare to move on,
again... leaving a small keepsake behind,
to crave for in my onward journey ~
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