Sometimes I fear I’ll never love anyone or no one will ever love me. Who
knows. Life is fickle and strange and sometimes unexpected things
happen. Who knows where I’ll be a year from now, or five, or ten, or
fifty. Sometimes we’re invisible to the people we love most and
sometimes those who are invisible to us are the ones who can see us most
clearly.
arielsalvatore.blogspot.com ♥
No comments:
Post a Comment