Longing

There is something beautiful about waiting for someone. That state where your thoughts and consciousness are focused on one person. How you feel for them rather than yourself, how you would rather run through hell than see them in pain, how you would rather cut your own heart out with a rusty knife than see harm come to them. That beautiful state when another’s life is more important than your own and you feel half of yourself until they return.

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About Shemer

Author who loves reading, writing, horse riding, archery, books, dancing and many other things. Fulltime Soldier and part-time wildlife management student who loves to do adventurous things and explore the real world or books in her spare time.
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