Everything is safely stored in the Archives
“It would be almost impossible.”
“Loving the almost.”
how do you know when to let go?
It’s love that leaves that breaks the seal of always thinking you would be real happy and healthy, strong and calm..
Somedays are so bright I wish that I could save
half that sunlight for a rainy day
so when it rains I’d have some sun.
..I can’t be letting joy depend on the sunrays.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map