old wounds that never healed completely, just scabbed over.
someday, I hope that my sadness will be replaced by something beautiful.
ardency.
Wednesday, 5 October 2011
we are afraid to care too much; for fear that the other person does not care at all. the greatest irony of love:
- loving the right person at the wrong time.
- having the wrong person when the time is right.
- and finding out you love someone right after that person walks out of your life.
funny, right?
