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__ Friday, June 02, 2006 ;

Imagine that you only had 1 hour to live on this world.
Think about the last minutes.
The last seconds.
The very last breath you're going to take before eternal life.
You slowly close your eyes.
Your mind starts to think about many, many things.

But eventually, it stops at one particular image.
Who will be in this image?
Why?

What are you going to do if you only had 1 hour before you die?
Who will you call to meet?
What would you say to that person?

So, what are you waiting for now?

I know exactly who.
I love you more than you'll ever know.

The hardest part of walking away from you is knowing that you won't run after me...

made another new promise ][-
 and broke it again at 8:16 PM ;