The simple things
It's always the simple things that mean the most...
yet nobody knows how to appreciate it.
It's not about the fancy places or the crazy games...
It's about walking together and sharing the moment...
Even if it's in silence.
Thanks, my special friend.
*You know who you are*
yet nobody knows how to appreciate it.
It's not about the fancy places or the crazy games...
It's about walking together and sharing the moment...
Even if it's in silence.
Thanks, my special friend.
*You know who you are*
posted by NN at 2:45 am
1 Comments:
....and it is always the small things that make life so special, warm the coldest of nights, and light up the long hours of darkness...
...thank you for the many 'gems' in the 'treasure box'...
...the many precious moments of stillness to be forever revered ...
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