When Change Is The Only Constant.

Laughter and tears are memories of yesterdays.. which have turned to dust and ashes..

Love can be a beautiful thing..

yet it can also be so painful when things are not meant to be. [so there really is such a thing as destiny?]

I admit, I was and still am.. a romantic idealist. I thought things could be just the way I wanted them to be. But I guess my own wilfulness got the better of me. Sigh.. reminds me of the song by Stacy Kent..where she sang, 'Loves the same old sad sensation..'




there's never a right time to say goodbye