torquoiseworld
In my house, belated is all we know. Maybe because our idea of time and the present has been so changed from what it's supposed to be. Maybe because we're so caught up in what we're supposed to do that we completely forget about what we need to do. Stop. Take a moment. Celebrate. Watch out for the world.
You say that whatever I do will compensate for all the time you've spent on me. That it'll be worth it. That you don't need anything in return. Don't you realize though that it's not for you? It's for me. I can't live knowing that I haven't done anything in return.