i cannot help but think that there must be some semblance of hope in the future. i seem to always resolve to be positive, though i try my best to be a pessimist. it must have something to do with the music that i am listening to. it always seems to melt my heart. i don't want to talk. about things we've gone through. though it's hurting me. now it's history. i've played all my cards. and that's what you've done too. nothing more to say. no more ace to play. the winner takes it all. the loser's standing small. beside the victory, that's our destiny.
cheers and goodnight.

j