| not a promise, but a sentence that still rings truth..
"ur my guidance, my religion...ur the last person on earth i wud ever hurt", i said
everywhere i look, there is his sign. the origami butterfly he folded and taped on my wall...his neat writing on my agenda, "miss-u" on every anniversary in advance...the dolls he gave me...tissue paper he hide in my purse...
there is no way to hide. he was 99% of me...without him i'm only 1% alive
but...stupid me. |