Strange. But even when you know it has to end, when it finally does, you always get that inevitable twinge: Have I done the right thing?
Serendipitous
Isn’t it a lovely word? It’s one of my favorites.
Serendipitous… I like how it rolls off my tongue.
Your guess is as good as mine…
My heart is on my sleeve and that’s where it’ll stay until the day you’re brave enough to walk my way and tell me the things you were too stubborn to say.
