one.
Thursday, November 24th, 2005it was a different story a month ago. now, it’s one.
realizations come in the most unexpected circumstances, sometimes, in the most painful way. we tend to be preoccuppied by the pain, not thinking that once all this is over, there’ll be drop of tears and a smile.
there were tears, and there were smiles. and more importantly, there were bees.
yes, one.
it wasn’t worth living if it weren’t for the sacrifices, for the celebrated sacrifices.
yes, one.
i have never felt more alone, yet i am at the peak of happiness, the best part of my life, yet.
yes, one.
bees will make it through. through the test of time, of the habitats they’ll soon leave. they were the hope of flowers, and flowers flourish to bring life and put color to the darkened hearts.
yes, one.
fly away from here.. in the arms of an angel, in the arms of thy life.
yes, one.
it was rooted in the best foundation, the strongest foundation of friendship.
yes, one.
it was never planned, but it so happened.
yes, one.
it wasn’t then worth living, but they stalked and suddenly, life was.
yes, one.
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