Feeling Restless: Somewhere On A Highway
I kissed and kissed until I could almost forget how restless I’d become.
I kissed and kissed until I could almost forget how restless I’d become.
Maybe you leave simply to find the answers you’ve held inside of you all along.
What you hold in your heart is your story, your truth. Do not be afraid of it.
See, it’s not that I’m running away, I’m just finding parts of what I’ve lost in ocean waves—salty, unfamiliar, uncharted, wild.