The things I go through, being human.
When I hear it, my heart aches. Someone who loved so much but was never loved back.
I want to live like this. Trap in a world of reality with infinite possibilities.
Happiness with the little things.
Oh, the care free days of whimsical imagination. Turning into airplanes and fighting dragons.
My soul has been tired and sad for so long that it has become numb to know what is happiness.
Drifting as we are, reaching for what we want. Because we are humans.