one person for each turn of the earth. one trip around the sun.
as many words as times i've taken the ride.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
She loved "Sex in the City," hated Love in the Time of Cholera. As the years pass, I feel more of the things we don't have in common, fewer of the ones we do. Yet we can't help but love each other; we're bound close, for reasons I will never understand.