Sunday, January 11, 2009
Alone.
What else does this world intend to throw at me?
I no longer have you by my side.
I'll stand strong and face it all
even if i have to crawl out of this mess
I'll do it and at the end.
I'll stand tall again.
And another chapter closes.
It hurts.
Compared to friendship, gold is dirt. .
- 2:55 AM