Showing posts with label sometimes you want to but you can't take it back. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sometimes you want to but you can't take it back. Show all posts

Monday

don't you remember you told me you loved me baby

"When I saw my wife again standing by the tracks as the train came in by the piled logs at the station, I wished I had died before I ever loved anyone but her.”
Hemingway

what
role
does
fate
p l a y
in
the way
your
life sways
or the way you
s w a y
it?