Have you seen the traveller? He moves with the night and day. With no items of value he finds fortune in being free. I remember when I use to think that I was moving faster, but the whole world moves under me. Our lives were closely interwoven then, but they unravel with such urgency. You cant help this feeling inside. You belong to no one, as long as your heart can breathe. You belong to no where, as long as you roam free...
Posted on: Tue, 27 Jan 2015 02:57:38 +0000