“Next time,” are two words that build hope, even in their futility. They’re a veiled promise that someone likes you enough to want you in their life. Yet sometimes, these words seem more like the distant lights on the horizon at sea.
Joséphine Simone. Life reveller. Seeks to capture moments. Blogs for sanity. Prone to musing. Loves baking, food & photography. Also reads a lot and blogs about books at Word Revel.
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