Sometimes the void in your heart is too big to be filled by people or things
Sometimes the emptiness that you feel in those moments alone, has no definite cause.
Sometimes you can’t fall asleep no matter how tired you are.
Sometimes no matter where you go, your heart longs for a home.
A home away from every home you’ve known, a home you don’t where it is.
Sometimes you don’t know what’s missing.
Sometimes you can’t understand what do you long for.