The trouble with life is that the old clock just keeps ticking away. You can't stop it. You can't slow it down. You can't get back the time that is gone from you.
Some people express their love through the gift of time. I'm like that. If I give you part of my day, it's huge.
These days and weeks and months; it's a sacrifice. It's not that I don't enjoy the life I live, I do. But there are things of great importance that are missing.
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I'd rather be doing this every day. |
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But find myself doing this instead. |
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