Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain

Saturday, May 15, 2010

I'd rather wake up beside you, and breathe that old familiar smell....
I never thought you could leave me, I figured I was the one
but I understand your sadness, so I guess I should just hold my tongue.
I just have one last question, will it be my heart, or will it be hers?

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