I know you no longer want me. . . I know you no longer need me. All I can do is thank you for what you have given me. . . A sense of belonging. You don't need to wait for me anymore. I can accept that fact. . . all I can do is tell you that I loved you and that I thank you. Farewell, beloved. . . Farewell.
Jew-bacca · Fri Jul 14, 2006 @ 07:28pm · 0 Comments |