If you give them the chance.

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don't sell your heart,

Friday, December 5, 2008

The future is always uncertain. Things can change in a split-second. Everyday is a mysterious day despite all the plans A's, B's, C's and so on. This is my own advice, my warning, and my encouragement for myself. If I take that step, there's no more looking back. It's growing on me; the feeling, our talks (whether it's funny or serious), the easeness of things, your smile, the sexy tousled hair and the rain. Six more days... I could stop by then.

don't say we're not meant to be.