Nostalgia

eyesofadiaspora:

The hardest feeling to understand is longing. You wake up and miss something. Something you cannot name, cannot put a dress in, cannot wipe away or move aside and it continues to sit there like a lump in your throat threatening tears until they come suddenly without warning. 

I will be patient, kind, faithful and true
To a man who loves music
A man who loves art
Respect’s the spirit world
And thinks with his heart