breathe in

Haunted by the love I once felt, the love i once received.
Wondering why I took it all for granted.
Wondering what it is that will make me
stop
searching.
Will I ever be satisfied?
Will I ever find a love that makes me feel whole?
Or have I already found it.
Haunted by the spectres of the past.
the pain.
the guilt.
the fiercest of pride.
Hands outstretched. I am me alone.
Have I found myself?
Is that journey over?
Will it ever be done?
Can evolution bring you back to where you started?