There are times for us to decide, whether give it up, or move on.
There are decisions for us to make, whether we like it or not.
Love, isn’t an easy matter to handle.
For every permission you gave would lead to the consequences that hurt you in the end.
I am selfish, you are, everybody is.
These days weren’t really easy for me to go on.
I never thought that I was that naïve in such situation.
But love is love.
We ought to move on.
I moved on, leaving all the bad things behind.
For you, for me, and for us.
Moved on, carrying your love.
04.03.2008, a day where we moved on, marked.
Thank you. =)
~ whispers in bar ~