Quiet Moments Hurt Me The Most.

I miss you. In the midst of chaos, I didn’t know it would feel this bad but finally the noise has stopped and my heart sinks a little more each day. I find myself in quiet moments of solitude where immense sadness overcomes me. I’ve always waited for you. Would something concrete hurt even more? We were probably toxic for one another, or maybe you were just toxic but now I wish we could rewind and have it all over again. I want to get inside your head and know what you used to think and what you think now. I want to know if you are full of potential and feelings, the one that I imagined. These quiet moments hurt me the most.

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Korea, Love and Longing

South African with a passion for writing, photography... and nothing much else. I travel the world in order to find the country I like the best. Four years in South Korea makes me a winning survivor of Google translate and charades. Currently, living in Spain. - Love

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