
Love ached.
It tore.
It burned.
It took every piece of me and never gave it back.
Lost and withered,
my soul searched for something.
Anything to let it breathe.
At least one more time.
I need to feel something.
Anything.
I need to know you again.

Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul
Through book events, poetry, and creativity, we dive a little deeper into humanity.

Love ached.
It tore.
It burned.
It took every piece of me and never gave it back.
Lost and withered,
my soul searched for something.
Anything to let it breathe.
At least one more time.
I need to feel something.
Anything.
I need to know you again.