... my husband's birthday... I still consider him my husband. Call me a fool, martyr or whatever-- I don't care. Believe me, I've tried so hard to forget him. But until now, I still love him. And here I am, listening to Taylor Dayne's "Love will lead You back." That's how jaded I am.
I even made a letter-- which I am still undecided if I will give it to him on his birthday or not for I might regret it. Or I might not be able to fulfill everything that I wrote there.
Well, I still have a few days to think. Make me wise.
I even made a letter-- which I am still undecided if I will give it to him on his birthday or not for I might regret it. Or I might not be able to fulfill everything that I wrote there.
Well, I still have a few days to think. Make me wise.
