Saturday, July 13th

Summer is shortening by the minutes, the hours, the day. There are still too many decisions still to make. Too many possiblities, but very few that would work completely. I'm reaching out towards a fog of darkness. Blindly searching. E s c a p e. But where to. . .

Its 1:11am for my hubby's time ^^, make a wish.

Is there one day. . where you'll forget me? Would my face fade along with old age? My heart tightens at the thought. What to do, what to think. I wish to read into your thoughts. See into the deepths of your heart. Time will always exist. Though long. . . and forever lasting.