Life is a journey with not only complying with unpleasant moments but delighful times when viewed from a different point of angle. If one day you wake up and find that you're missing me, and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be. Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we meet, and you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
Thursday, April 19, 2007
twice a week
Its like a prescription, addictive, side effects is to get heartache and tear twice every week. Sounds real ridiculous. Its the side effect of a imperfect love of mine. So much of doubts and guessing. I wonder how long can this last, the endless forgiving and words given. With decreasing faith and trust never to be mend by words. I should and i really should, i know what i should do.
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