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05 January 2009, 06:50
The boy who cried, "sorry."
Lost in a thought
Where his dim life was wont to dwell, As frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed.(The Chambered Nautilus)
Don't dwell on the past, my friend. It always gets the best of you. You need to realize that all good things must come to an end. To regret is to be pathetic because you wouldn't have done what you did without reason. Learn from this experience, our experience. One must follow through on a directed path. Love will always be there. ALWAYS. Happiness as well except in different views. My happiness may not be your happiness, but it'll hit you 'eventually' that everything we said/didn't say, everything we did/didn't do; well everything was...fun while it lasted. Life has other plans in store for us &I'll always be one level down from your true love: your true friend.:)
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