New love
There are those that wonder, and they wonder until they look around one day and say "I'm lost..."
They begin to panic, and waves of fear and anger hit them as they wonder yet even farther away.
They say things such as "Were did I go wrong?"
"Were did it all start?"
"Why?"
Then they stop.... They stop walking and lay down on the ground.
Some cry, and some scream and yell hoping someone will here them, and then it happens..
It starts as a thought in the back of there mind. A small whisper then it begins to laugh not with joy but amusement.
it laughs at you. it laughs at the fact that your lost it laughs at the fact that you were stupid to go out and look for it.
Then it stops... you look up and there it is.
A hand and behind that hand you see something you never thought you wound see in your life.
A person, and they pick you up. You look into there eyes and you find what your been looking for. You find what you've been searching for...love.
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