so far so good.
no crying... yet.
some ppl need to learn to shut up
some ppl need to stop being stupid
some ppl need to use their eyes
and some ppl need to sit and chill out a bit.
i need to stop missing some ppl so much.
what does missing them do?
would they care that i miss them?
would they care that i miss their voice?
would they care that i miss our talks?
and so life moves on.
something someone once sent me.
a heart is a fragile thing.
that's why we protect them so vigorously,
give them away so rarely,
and why it means so much more then we do.
some hearts are more fragile then others;
like crystal in a world of glass,
even the way they shatter