"and i would walk 500 miles, and i would walk 500 more, just to be the man to walk 1000 miles to fall down at your door."

to miss someone. one of the most deeply rooted feelings in your heart, besides love.

it's a longing. a yearning. a need for a touch, a sound, an image, a comfort.

sometimes it's a happy miss, and you feel you can last while this certain person is away.

sometimes it's a miserable miss, and you don't feel like moving from your bed because you just want them back in your arms.

absence makes the heart grow stronger, but the only way for it to grow stronger, is for the heart to go through rigorous training. and that leaves it sore.

my heart is really sore right now.