If we were all born
alone, why do we crave
human connections like
moths to lights?
If we were unhappy
why do we suffer
this much to be
happy again?
If this is the first
and last chance at living
why did we waste so much
on the wrong things?
t.l.
If we were all born
alone, why do we crave
human connections like
moths to lights?
If we were unhappy
why do we suffer
this much to be
happy again?
If this is the first
and last chance at living
why did we waste so much
on the wrong things?
t.l.