I'm beat.
Your sweetest hello and worst goodbye.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Good old times.
I miss the days when goodbye meant I’ll see you tomorrow. Now when I hear goodbye, my heart stops, my eyes water and my knees get weak. I never realize how much things changed till I look back and everything is different.
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