You will never know how important someone is until you loose them.
Rose's are pretty until they die leaving you with their beautiful memories.
Friendship is nice until one goes and leave the other in pain and sweet memories.
But anyway, life goes on
Time will fly new memories will come even though it does not replace the others
It will keep us moving.
YOU ARE READING
maybe tomorrow
PoetryThis book is about some mistakes we make and some random things that get into my head
