Saturday, February 11, 2012 I really hope that one day, all these will finally make sense, be it on my side or his. Cause I believe things happen for a reason. Or probably, there wont be any reasons at all. But its okay. Gotta pick myself up, definitely! Nothing left, but a memory. - - - - - - - - - -  And look at that smile on your face. I hope it will always remain that way, and I know it will. Thank you, nevertheless. Labels: letting go |
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