Sometimes the world turns to fast.
A second instantly becomes the past.
Constantly we write a new page in the book of our life.
If I would be a writer, a real one,
I would prefer writing about how I want my future to be
than to waist pages with past misery.
this is really,really nice!!and you are a true writer, my love! you write a new page ,every day, on my heart! And tis is real! My gentle, sweet love of my heart!
ReplyDeleteI hope you have many pages left for me, babytje.
ReplyDeleteall of them, babe!
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