12 April 2008
by this time..
i would think that i'd probably be talking to myself now. everybody has probably given up visiting this place. but so anyhow, this is still a place to pen one's thoughts down when there isn't anywhere else to.
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow
Let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
There will be no sorrow
Let it be
*for what it's worth, i did and i gave. and i still do, but i'm sorry. i think and it hurts but i don't see any other way but this. why? because i dont see myself being able to be. and anyhow i'm pretty sure you'll do fine, my gut instincts tell me.
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