You loved me then, I love you now
All that's left are the memories.
I'm sorry.
Goodbye.
Good luck.
Farewell.
I love you.
Do you still think of me? Have I ever once crossed you mind? Do you still have some love left for me inside your heart?
Letting go is never an easy task. Yet I must stand on my own two feet. I must fight. I must survive. I won't let this depression kill me. I won't let my heartache get the best out of me.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
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