found this in an olllld diary .
10-18-02
I can never compare to the wonderfulness that has been previously held in a heart.
Life is fleeting, it ends before your understand the way it turns, and where your place is among the grooves laid out in time.
I can never compare to the wonderfulness that has been previously held in a heart.
Life is fleeting, it ends before your understand the way it turns, and where your place is among the grooves laid out in time.