And I swear if we were to be the last ones standing, I'll be your only keeper. And I swear to forever be your prisoner.
But we're not.
In the meantime, I hope we could cherish everyday of our lives together.
"The scent of perfume all she has to hold." - Dallas Green
Blogging makes me cliche. Not in a bad way. In a reaaaaaaal good way. For of my many hopes and dreams are written down in manner here. LOL me.
Life, for 11 months, were good though. Really it was by far the greatest 11 months I've ever crossed by. At a point I refuse to move on. But you see, you don't live alone. You don't just get to please your own self. And I wonder why is that so.
*answers please?
♥
R