Monday, December 19, 2011
Doomed. How could something so beautiful be doomed from the start? It hasn't been easy, but I refuse to believe I will never touch you again and instead am patiently waiting on the world to change. For the barriers that neither of could have predicted, to disappear. For this to be a temporary hiccup that will be reflected in our rearview mirror.
When it's time, you know how to find me. In the meantime, know that my heart is still locked and you have the key. My only hope is that you haven't thrown it away. —Your Friend
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