She looked at him one last time as she said,” Sometimes the people that we yearn for the most are the one’s that can never return the favour.”

Literature Is My Porn

Underneath the starry sky

A lone wolf

Howls at the full moon

Its cries, hauntingly familiar

And, oh-so-heartbreaking.

From behind a tree

Another wolf watches

The lone wolf howling

With melancholic eyes

For, it knows the pain

Of yearning for a love

It can never touch.

-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore

P.S. Inspired from this quote: Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and every month it cries for a love it will never touch.

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