Wanting

Her days pass slowly, yet fly by at a pace much to quick. Looking back she realizes all she has missed, and her body aches. What was once a peaceful solitude has now become a blur of loneliness. Her life feeling empty and unaccomplished; she weeps. It has been three years since last she knew love in its beautiful state. Her body wishes for the touch of another, the laughter of a friend, the silent understanding of a lover. It seems like her life shattered away from her, dreams and all. When did her plan run awry, at what point did life slip past and leave her alone on this deserted dirt road?