Thursday, January 28, 2010
I cry for the time that you were almost mine, I cry for the memories I've left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had you.
It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
You gave me the key of your heart, my love;Then why did you make me knock?""Oh that was yesterday, saints above!And last night—I changed the lock!
It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
You gave me the key of your heart, my love;Then why did you make me knock?""Oh that was yesterday, saints above!And last night—I changed the lock!
what we could have been, 12:52 PM.
