Sunday, January 29, 2012
when a cracked glass is on the verge of breaking, its fragile.
a slightest touch could easily break it.
and when its broken into pieces.
the hardest thing to fulfill, is to mend them back together.
yet if its something so precious to you.
you wouldnt wana give up the slightest hope.
though it might take you time, effort, and even some pain.
for at the end of the day, you know its worth it.
or at the very least, you have tried.
even if nobody is gonna do anything.
even if i'm the only soul left to fix it on my own.
i'm still gonna hold on firmly to that tinge of hope.
for you, you, and us.
♥ bits and pieces of my memories.
4:45 PM
4:45 PM
