Things happen. Then they get slaughtered at the back of your mind and die. Then you need to move along and embrace the experience. You'll miss it, the hell you will.
And I miss him. Only two days passed by.But I need to leave, and he needs to deal with understanding how to move on.
I'm done, I Have to be.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
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