Sunday, April 27, 2008

The other night, as you held me in your arms, I realized how much I actually love you. And it hurts so much because we're both leaving.


I truly believe that we met for a reason, and even if it wasn't meant to be, I am a better person for having known you.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

at least you know you'll always have that...

I feel the same way, and remembering that makes it easier.