When the present becomes the past

Looking at a picture of you, I realize you are now part of my past. I wished it for so long, I didn’t actually think it would happen. But it did. And now I’m free. I look at you with sweetness in my eyes. It’s so much healthier. I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again, but if I do, I know we can finally start it all.

~ by Stéphanie K. on September 20, 2009.

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