Lost soul.
You’re just another lost soul looking for another, one piece to a bigger half I watch you wonder and wonder and wonder.. how long have you been searching? you’re an aged soul, but a beautiful one, from those drained eye’s with just a little sparkle left, those softly bruised knee’s & scarred wrist’s you’re strange, but beautiful in the most puzzling way, & as I watch you wonder I can’t help but to think to myself how truly much I, myself love you.

















