It all began with a simple collision in the words, a night that seems to be cursed was my blessing, they say the end of something is the beginning of something great, the end of my loneliness was the beginning of my greatest love and well while I enjoyed every moment and chance I got to live making wonderful memories along the way.
That same curse night that was my blessing became my curse night in the end but so long as these memories stay with me, I will say it was all good regardless of the many ordeals I had to face.
I lay quietly in my Baby's arms as he tried not to think of the worst, he still wanted to hold on, it was so sweet of him to still want to believe, I wish I could believe too because I never want to leave him, but I wish he doesn't because it will only hurt even the more.
