Wednesday, July 8, 2009

end

so it fades out. Like this. with an aftertaste and the memories lingering. So something new begins tomorrow and we walk off into it, those who are still alive. We survive it. We do what we can with what we have been given.

I did love you. You know that. And I think you may have felt some kind of love too.

ah. well. that was something.

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