.

This is how it had to end

'cos guessing games ain't my forte.

And the clock is broken.

Everybody has to leave

Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons. I want to keep my soul fertile for the changes, so things keep getting born in me, so things keep dying when it is time for things to die. I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago, because a mind was made to figure things out, not to read the same pages recurrently.

[Donald Miller, Through Painted Deserts]

fixture

for all the fate lost,

give us a little more t i m e

to make this right all over again.

what could have been,

is now history.

Last Chance

if you have a boyfriend, but he's never free to eat out with us, never have time to go anywhere with us, so what's the point of having one?

I don't know why we all hang on to something we know we're better off letting go of. It's like we're scared to lose what we don't even really have...