trashing my random BLAH.
heard a story of you from a friend of mine. she said that you’re doing great. she said that your plus one is a fine lady. she said that you are simply happy. it’s all that i need to hear, that it’s all that matters. your being great and happy. you deserve it : )
as you used to hold me fine, and understood me and the situation way too well.
it’s funny when we first met it felt so random, but somehow it turns out to be beautiful. there’s nothing too much in us, but maybe that’s the problem. we could exist only in the absent of world. but now it doesn’t matter at all. all i need to know that your doing great. and you are..
our story was a story of a fine love, nothing is wrong. we just happened to live in a different world.
