4 January 2013
The first time I thought we had to part, I admit to crying in your arms for an hour. The second time, we tried to make the most out of the moments we had. I don't know if I want you to keep leaving like this. I miss you more each time. Think of me, for I have hopes you will never betray me, but who knows how long that will stay true.
Goodbyes • Opuss № I