By Loveallie Lao
Ones imagination manifest itself in myriad forms.
Ones actions may reciprocate.
One cannot fathom its existence.
We all have that strong feeling of wanting, and craving. Buried deep inside us. Unaware of its existence. Desperate to unleash it, at times, we resent it the most. That urge, very well sought-after.
Unending yearning… died down into nothing.