Celebrating tragedies with people who caused it,
With people who we ruined,
With people who are still sitting across the table, sharing a smile & ready to lend a shoulder... at the end of it all.
All the pain forgotten.
All the pain forgiven.
@ a few laughs.
Compromises, made willingly.
Promises, made knowing they can't be fulfilled - forgiven.
Wishes, that we wished as we drifted into fantasy.
Beautiful memories we stole from a cruel reality.
And memories of a future that may never happen.
Of a future that beat us to it.
But, the game of life is still on.
So we carry on, and give it our best shot.
(Jan 13th, '11
8:53 pm)
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