Saturday, April 23, 2011

` Just old words.

And nothing more.

As I stared at the words written on my old journal, I tried to remember how I felt when I first wrote them. It makes me sad and proud at how much I`ve changed since the days I`ve written those words that describe how happy and foolish I must have been.

Just when I thought I`d have to live clinging on to those words for the rest of my life, hey, I moved on.

We all do.