Earl of Bronze

I was playing the Foo Fighters , The Colour and the Shape album Friday night last week. I dont know which song was playin at the time, but the lyrics brought back all the memories of Maureen. While 99% of those memories are happy one, it just crushes me that I'll never get to sit with her, hold her hand, talkto her. All the things we take for granted because they person we want to be with is with us. All the plan's, dreams, and hope of going to Canada, meeting her folk's and asking permission to marry Maureen.......... gone.

Take a peice of advice from someone who's loved and lost.............

Talk to the girl, put aside all the bull$h1t, all the ego and the fancy patter, and talk to the girl. If she's 'THE ONE' you will both know. Maureen tod me she knew I was the one the first time she met me, it took me 4 more days to realise Maureen was 'special'.

Anyway, enough of my cr@p. I'm goin out for a smoke and a cry, cause I'm drippin snot on my keyboard.