Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both.
It was strange, really. A couple months ago, I had thought I couldn’t live without him. Apparently I could.
I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.
But I believe good things happen everyday. I believe good things happen even when bad things happen. And I believe on a happy day like today, we can still feel a little sad. And that’s life, isn’t it?