You are my Serendipity.
I just can’t put it into words. But I know that it’s a feeling that you can whisper to each other from heart to heart without saying it aloud.
I want my pillow to smell like you so I could cuddle with it all night.
The kind you could get lost in,
And I guess I did."
Maybe you don’t need to be with someone to be happy. Maybe you just have to share your purpose or try to fill each other’s emptiness in order for you to find what happiness really is.
Thinking about how miserable and frustrating it is when you know you exist but never really living life.