by ABake Apr 23, 2008
category :
Sadness, depression /
lost relationships
When I get the strength to leave , I look at everything we have created -- And I retrace my steps through the door and right back into your lying arms ; Dear , would you mind giving me a few minutes of your valuable time ? I have a couple of questions to ask you . . . |
Awe, that was so sad and a little cute. I loved it. |