Everyday is not equal.
In the life of an ordinary man, caught in the cobwebs of routine activities, we miss the spark of Life, presented as a deviation, a recluse, a refuge.
Whatever it may be, it is always there, to show us that we are special, that we are, and will always be, a part of the crowd, yet unique in ourselves.
We get gloomy when we fail to catch this spark and to realize our own nature for too long, or when we crave for someone who could tap into our inner-selves, when we are willing to uncover it. Someone who could see through us, and yet hold us in their arms, like we will fade away with the wind if they let go.
This is how I crave for YOU.