Meet Me At The End Of The Road
The stories I've told.
There are more stories I have to tell. Stories that have taken a new meaning now that I've started to understand a thing or two about things that I thought I knew something about. Stories that make me laugh so hard in the middle of the night that neighbors might think I've gone to the dark side, having lived all my life this way. Or how about stories that take me back to the end of the road where I started.
Meet me at the end of the road. We might get started on beautiful things.
posted by Bergen at
1:49 PM
2 Comments:
now I wonder which road you are taking :)
Hadir
Been a while, love to hear your happy ending. Mogadishu bahagia ke Jannah..
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