If the right one came…

“You used to think that someone would come along and lay beside you in a space that they belong. But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new. What’s the point of holding onto what never gets used? Other than to sit and desire for something new. And I try not to worry, but you’ve got me terrified. It’s like your in some kind of hurry to say goodbye.”

(Source: sweetestsin-ox.xanga.com)