Summer fling come, summer fling go. I suppose it might be easier if I think of it as such.
Sometimes I wonder what would things have been like if we’d left it behind in the States.
I expected it, but I wonder why it hurts anyway. I just thought things could have ended in a better way.
Well, we had what we had.
So, goodbye summer, I hate to see you go.
3 Comments
December 7, 2008 at 8:45 am
hey dear,
see, love you!
December 16, 2008 at 8:28 pm
aunty! hello, i like your new blog. its a lot more you
nw, i thought i’d intro you to dashboard confessional’s age six racer. its actually one of my favourite song. dunno, kinda thing it matches your this entry. hit me back wingy!
December 18, 2008 at 12:40 am
i like it too! gg for the minimalist look nowadays haha. i’ll go youtube that song and maybe put it here on the next post (:
hitting you here and on FB!