There is a part of you, always, within your mind, that waits for me. It waits quiet and yearning for
There is a part of you, always, within your mind, that waits for me. It waits quiet and yearning for my return, to hear those words and feel those sensations that allow it to come forth and take control - to push aside the noisy, inelegant, day-to-day, you, and to take full control of who you are. Yet when I am not there it sits and waits, alone and lonely, waiting and wondering, lacking purpose or focus, and desiring my return. -- source link