These times I'm not sure if you want me close or further away so I sit here quietly doubting, playing this stupid game while all I really want is for you to take control. I need to feel your presence, to shake things up and light a fire in my veins.
JE LEEST
Come what may
Poetryain't it wonderful how we hold on to life by simply finding something worth living for? and even stranger it is that it might be that in that very specific search for happiness that we end up finding something completely different...
