If life is to be lived it must be accepted face on....The Sunday of our lives which we never want to grow out of are in the end a suspended illusion of bliss, painful reminders of the world waiting for us. Come Monday..we open our eyes, learn, accept, absorb ..we move on. Here's to all the Mondays of our lives without which we wouldn't be where we are today!
Friday, September 3, 2010
WAXING AND WANING
The most difficult part of letting go is realising that the memory of you in the other person's head will gradually fade out until it resembles a pale aura.. and that all you can do is imagine what it would have been like to still be together in ideal circumstances...until that memory is taken over by something that is more real in the present
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