Take back all those memories.Nothing like a little teardrop to ruin something at any point of time. It's getting different by the day. I'm guessing it's just me and my imagination. But again, my heart starts to feel heavy. I have a hunch I know what it is. Now how is that possible? How can I have a hunch for something that comes from ME? I'm not comfortable talking about it I suppose. Not yet, perhaps? But please don't hound me for answers. I need time. Time to think and re-think. And sort out my imagination and assumptions.
xoxo
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