you said, "We still have time."
you were wrong.
it's not whether we have time or not.
it's whether we have the chance to meet again.
"Now every night I dream of that day,
When in my heart she will be replaced.
Then her face and voice will fade away,
With all memories of her erased."
i guess the term has never fulfilled its meaning.
but nevermind, it's good enough that we're friends.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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