And why do I see you when I hear the songs that I love most? Why do I hear you when I gaze upon a master piece? Why do I feel you when I am alone?
Why you?
Out of all the people in this world, my thoughts seem to wander back to you, and I can’t carry this much longer, so either accept my heart or find a way to escape my thoughts; because I’m tired of walking with a dream, when my soul needs a reality.
T.B. LaBerge // Unwritten Letters to You (via tblaberge)