Saturday, April 18, 2009

"I remember my promise."

Haha, how dramatic and sentimental that used to sound.















It was when we were both trapped in our own small worlds. Let it be eight years later that we are still able to sit down on my driveway, reminiscing about our thoughts. We have seen things that we both could not have even fathomed in the past. But since we were able to meet tonight, then things aren't that bad, cause you are at home.

It was good seeing you, we still manage to have that connection.

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