tassiekathy

One day, they're going to get married. One day, they're going to have children. One day, they'll be grown up. One day, they'll break up. One day, they'll get old. One day, they'll start to pass away. One day, we'll hear that they've performed their last concert. That one of them has passed away. One day, they'll bow their last bow, and it kills me to think that they won't be there forever.