5,000 years ago, I found you
500 years ago, I searched for you
50 years ago, I yearned for you
5 years ago, you were lost
5 months ago, I lost you
5 weeks ago, I was lost
5 days ago, I lived again
Sometimes, I feel like life is but a game of chance. To lose is the way of life; to win is always an option.
Tomorrow, it's going to be better.
The now, is anything but the best.
I miss you, Tooey! Eight months were too short to love you :(