
of uncertainties

and insecurities…

of infidelity…

of breakdowns and frowns…

of unfaithfulness

and anxiousness…

of hanging by

and

wait.

Of becoming just a memory

or still being with me.


or ending the story

and be happy…
I miss how we used to be.
oooh. did u take...pics? very nice. i especially love the clasped hands. really sweet