Never heard of Aiden James before, but I like him a lot. Think you will too.
Sometimes you find a lovely plant and bring it home. And despite good soil, sun, shade, and water, and all the loving care you bestow upon it, it just won't thrive: withering slowly away until only brown leaves remain to show what once was blooming and alive with tender, hopeful buds.
Love is like that too sometimes, and who can say why? It's the fault of both. It's the fault of neither. It just turns out that way, and after all is said and done, there's no real explanation that makes any sense. Just the brown leaves of memory left: the mute and crumbling testament of all that might have been.
'Night, guys.
2 comments:
I agree with you fully on yhis. It takes two to make it. One can not make it alone. But heywe all need the love; and even freinds and family will not replace the love of one spicail person.
Have a wonderful night, sleep well.
Ray
This video reminds me of when my partner Stephen passed away and the house was sold to a straight couple. I wonder if they ever think of who lived there before and the memories that place held for me.
Post a Comment
Comments are welcome, but please note: this is not a public forum but my personal blog, which nobody is forced to read. You don't like what I write, go find a blog you do like; there are millions of others to choose from. Or write your own.
Polite disagreement is one thing, but rudeness will be deleted without hesitation.