Longing.

The scorch of a drink from lips to stomach.
The horrible, beautiful feeling of smoke in your lungs.
The slightest touch from someone who cares.

Do we all search for something like that?
Something to make us feel complete or just the next thing to take our minds away from what we actually feel?

Questions I've been asking myself since I truly started to think.
It's so hard to find what makes you feel whole when you don't know what you're looking for.

An arrowless compass

So many ways to take that first step
but my aimless feet are cinder blocks.