Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Happens
I love you. Gosh, isn't that the most beautiful phrase you've ever heard? And more so if the words come from the depths of your soul. For the person you can call your soulmate. Isn't that what we are? You and me. Me and you. Us. Me, you. What difference does it make? You make me whole. You complete me. Two pieces of a paper. Brutally torn apart. Brought together by the forces of nature, only to be brutally torn apart again. But this time...by a blasted ring.
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