The Portuguese call it saudade: a longing for something so indefinite as to be indefinable. Yes, that’s how I feel. My heart, my whole being, longs for you. I want you to come back. Can’t…
Things are as they are, not as they should be!
The Portuguese call it saudade: a longing for something so indefinite as to be indefinable. Yes, that’s how I feel. My heart, my whole being, longs for you. I want you to come back. Can’t…