I knew that there were no guarantees. No way of knowing what came next for me, or him, or anybody. Some things don’t last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there.
wakeupnearthesea: Wow, your blog is incredible! I assume you get this a lot haha, but you're a very talented artist. The world needs more people like that :) thank-you for the follow! 13th July 2011
