Friday, September 15, 2006

; chirping birds

Smallest gestures are often overlooked. Who would know that in actuality, they count the most? Like leaning over from the steering wheel for a brush of the lips on the cheek was a touch unexpected. Sweet, very sweet.

Wise men say, and I so agree, only fools rush in.

Likewise, all good things must eventually come to an end.

But.

Fuck.

the last guy i seriously dated told me with a bitter smile and a caustic tone, don't ever make promises jov, cos you never did know how to keep them well.

No comments: