I’m surrounded by so many people who love me that I get mad at myself for feeling like I’m alone.
What am I looking for?
So I wonder.
Then I saw a post on Facebook. Something about our souls being cared for.
I never thought about that. So many good people in my life love me but who really cares for my soul?
The part of me that sits in my heart. The part of me that rests in my mind. The part of me that shines in my belly.
I cant expect for someone to care for a part of me I refuse to expose. Its not really fair.
But it would be nice if someone pursued that part of me and took enough interest to listen.