the secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one has to do
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
ive been wanting to say many things to you. but when do i get to see you? let me give you my word for not hurting you physically. i might have had enough of your sightings for the past years. but your sudden appearance in my life makes me wonder a lot more than usual. havent you had enough of peeling my scarred skin. the wound wont heal completely. although i have moved on and let the past stays behind i cant forgive you all the way my friend. we can walk side by side but not holding hands. we are nothin but partial.