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08 April 2006

my friday was more than splendid.

and sometimes, we blog because there's a certain joy or sorrow or maybe uncertainty that we would like very much to talk about. to that someone who caused all these. but hell! how much of courage do we need to summon and how much of pride do we need to cast aside before all could be said and done.

but nevertheless, there are always things that are able to cover up all these, to be able to let us forget all these misgivings. to learn and to forget and more importantly, forgive.

we learn from the past, that held extremely beautiful yet painful memories.

and you held me in your arms that very day.
that very day, i smiled like i have yet to in eons.
but the clock had to tick away; time wouldn't stay.

1:14 PM


wendy
twenteen
sajc uoL



when the tough gets going
just keep walking