Today's the day that I will lock the door for the last time.
It kinda feels like I'm locking the door to my past.
The past when I felt the happiest.
It kinda sucks.
No, it does suck.
Monday, August 27, 2007
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2 comments:
It'll be okay, honey. The house is where the memories happened, but you carry them and the happiness you felt with you wherever you go.
When I first read this I didnt know what it was about..and it almost made me cry. It could apply to a lot of things in my life.
The situation with the house would be really tough...really tough. Im sorry...
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