" I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for him, even until it begins to burn my hand. And when the light has faded,
I will remain there in the darkness holding what remains, simply because I cannot let go"
" I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for him, even until it begins to burn my hand. And when the light has faded,
I will remain there in the darkness holding what remains, simply because I cannot let go"