Every fire looses it's flame, every spark eventually burns out, every shoe looses it's shine, and every smile turns into a frown. Every day we wait for night to fall, waiting for the sun to rise again with second chances drifting in the wind like a long lost friend. Somthing that's moving to quickly that it's beyond our reach.
Things Don't Always Turn out like a Fairy tale ; With a Happy Ending
February 21, 2011