Is this the end?
As I sit here staring at the sink I realize that our lives, mine and Julie's, are like that tiny drop hanging from the end of the faucet. We're clinging to the edge with every fiber of our beings, while all the forces of gravity are pulling against us. Will the worst come true? Or will everything stay the same and we'll remain best friends? We're dangling in suspense, knowing that at any moment it could all be...
-DRIP-
...over.
Maybe I'm not making any sense.
But it's hard to see clearly through the tears.
[♥]
-DRIP-
...over.
Maybe I'm not making any sense.
But it's hard to see clearly through the tears.
[♥]