The Last Day,
the Last Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner...
but it isn't.
We'll see each other again,
sometime.
Hold back your tears,
trust me.
Ours paths will cross again.
they say that no one remembers
that special feeling,
and all plans fall apart,
but not this one.
A strange coincidence brought us all
together...
so together, we will be.
Think of time not as the absence of being with one other,
but the countdown to the Meeting.
Aug 3, 2012
Aug 3, 2012 at 9:09 PM UTC
The Last Day,
the Last Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner...
but it isn't.
We'll see each other again,
sometime.
Hold back your tears,
trust me.
Ours paths will cross again.
they say that no one remembers
that special feeling,
and all plans fall apart,
but not this one.
A strange coincidence brought us all
together...
so together, we will be.
Think of time not as the absence of being with one other,
but the countdown to the Meeting.
