*Carter Harris
What is life?, what is love? How do you get it...let alone maintain it? These are a few questions I ask myself. I find myself in this deep thought about how did I get to this point, this point broken beyond repair. My heart carries so much hurt and pain that it's a shame. Memories assume the leadership of him... and her...together. Why does ithurt so much? Taking my heart and stomping on it wouldn't be as near as much pain as this. Watching someone you care and love fall for someone that did him wrong before, but what can you do? All good complex questions I ask myself on the daily basic. What more?
