BEZ NÁROKU NA BODÍK!
We were so new to this world when we met and yet. We forged our friendship in a slow-burn fire, it was that much stronger. We dedicated to each other, and there was no other.
Except when there was.
Time and time again, you spent more time with her. And less with me. We spoke less often, and not at such lengths. As our time shortened, I saw less of you - your time became a mystery.
I guess we were bound by time. And trapped by time. And divided by it.
If we don't reunite soon, our time will die.
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This is really sad but also
Lady Lestrade
This is really sad but also maybe an opportunity for something new? Who knows?
Never step twice into the
Urrsari
Never step twice into the same river. Time flies, and we are both bound by it - this time it just pulls us into opposite directions. To accept it would, I suppose, be the healthy thing to do :D Wise words. On the other hand, the time we have shared was an exception to every rule. Is it worth waiting for, should I let go? When? It's all about time, past and present and future, ours, not ours anymore, mine, hers.
Thank you for your comment.
Never step twice into the
Urrsari
Never step twice into the same river. Time flies, and we are both bound by it - this time it just pulls us into opposite directions. To accept it would, I suppose, be the healthy thing to do :D Wise words. On the other hand, the time we have shared was an exception to every rule. Is it worth waiting for, should I let go? When? It's all about time, past and present and future, ours, not ours anymore, mine, hers.
Thank you for your comment.
Never step twice into the
Urrsari
Never step twice into the same river. Time flies, and we are both bound by it - this time it just pulls us into opposite directions. To accept it would, I suppose, be the healthy thing to do :D Wise words. On the other hand, the time we have shared was an exception to every rule. Is it worth waiting for, should I let go? When? It's all about time, past and present and future, ours, not ours anymore, mine, hers.
Thank you for your comment.
Never step twice into the
Urrsari
Never step twice into the same river. Time flies, and we are both bound by it - this time it just pulls us into opposite directions. To accept it would, I suppose, be the healthy thing to do :D Wise words. On the other hand, the time we have shared was an exception to every rule. Is it worth waiting for, should I let go? When? It's all about time, past and present and future, ours, not ours anymore, mine, hers.
Thank you for your comment.
Never step twice into the
Urrsari
Never step twice into the same river. Time flies, and we are both bound by it - this time it just pulls us into opposite directions. To accept it would, I suppose, be the healthy thing to do :D Wise words. On the other hand, the time we have shared was an exception to every rule. Is it worth waiting for, should I let go? When? It's all about time, past and present and future, ours, not ours anymore, mine, hers.
Thank you for your comment.