Uninspired infinitely unknowing. A heart leaps, a stomach churns, a brain swims, an eye waters. The certainty is that there is no certainty. Waiting, the end result is unknown, only two choices. It's scary, sad, how fast things can go bad. If it were known from the start, the end, would you still have continued? I think I would have, even if the end is hurt. The good times were there, passion, love. Faded like a book left in the sun too long.
I'll be here, but please don't leave me waiting too long.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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