sometimes, in life yoo get lucky.
yoo find a FOREVER;
who holds you by the hand
and makes you feel pretty.
after you close your eyes for a split second
time grows fat around the edges,
and when you look back on yesterday's silhouettes
fast fading on the double yellow lined roads -
you cry laughter,
because memories are just so terribly beautiful. Br>
[*]her story`
[*]the girl`
[*]friends`
[*]chatter`