I luk upon lyf as a
book & d ppl I luv r lyk
Rosepetals kept b/w d
pages
Ech tym I turn a pg of
my lyf
I find a Rosepetal
reminding me of my
beutiful memoriz (:
When the door of happiness closes, another opens; but often times we look so long at the closed door that we dont see which one has been opened for us..
Sometimes you just have to let people go, because sometimes going on without them is easier than trying to pretend like things will ever be the way you want
