FINDING YOU 🔆❄️ (DROPS SOON)
We are born with an ache we cannot name,
a quiet hunger tucked beneath the ribs—
not for bread, nor water, nor sleep,
but for something that keeps slipping
through the fingers of thought.
We chase it in cities loud with neon promises,
in the hush of midnight prayers,
in the arms of others
who are searching too.
Some call it truth,
others call it purpose,
a few dare to whisper love—
but it wears too many faces
to belong to one word.
We dig through books,
trace the sky for meaning,
ask the stars questions
they answer only with distance.
And still, we move—
across borders, across years,
building, breaking, becoming—
as if the search itself
is the thing we were meant to find.
Because maybe
the answer is not waiting at the end
like a door flung open—
maybe it lives in the footsteps,
in the reaching,
in the not-knowing.
So we continue—
not empty, but open,
not lost, but wandering—
carrying that quiet hunger
like a compass that never points home,
only forward.
🎥
@a_boy_named_luli_
Muse
@kulblue__
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