

the way things could have been I was walking past her house. It looked exactly the way I remembered it. Nothing spectacular to the eyes. But it was HER house. Would my sanity ever return to me. Or did I forever give it to her? If so at least it's in good hands. . . I looked to her house longing to walk up. Even if just to say hi. But it wasn't my place. God I wish it was.the way things could have been by ~Stetsua
"Goodbye," I whispered under my breathe daring not to let anyone hear me. Then I bent my head down and continued home. I walked in and went downstairs. Flipped on my CD player and plopped on the bed. Even my dreams betrayed me. My mind had no safeplace. She was Everywhere. Everywhere but in my arms. The
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we will never know, and we wont want to find out. But that's the beauty of life.
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we will never know, and we wont want to find out. But that's the beauty of life.