Saturday, September 18, 2010

I promised myself not to cry, but today's the one exception. I promised my mother not to curse, but today, its necessary. I promised my friends I'd always be there, and I walked away. I promised you, we'd last forever. But apparently forever has an end.

Out of birthdays, holidays, weekdays and all the days in between, tomorrow is the one that never comes.

For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: It might have been.

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