read
write
members
about
account

 

datedatememberrandomsearch

August 25, 2008
I suppose I was holding on to a tiny shred of hope that given enough time you might be able to forgive, if not forget, and that we might be able to get back something of what has been lost.

I know now that things have changed so much for you that we could never have that back, and I mourn the might-have-beens, the unfulfilled promises.

So many things we promised each other ‘one day’, believing as we said them that the day would surely come.

One thing I can still promise you: you will always be in my prayers.