its been a long while. too different. two different. containing it.. still containing..its gonna burst. but its something i can't say. not soon not yet not far. not near but yet it was soon. too much is it? doubt comes along. takes away the assurance. But the promise was there. A promise not meant to be broken. Even if someone was better, or somehow something was lost or juz not right, a promise is a promise. how much can the container take? will it burst one day? i hope it doesn't but yet i hope it does burst. It already feels to full but i was reminded of something. Something that makes my container capacity larger. Larger but not much. How much longer can it make it bigger before it is too full? undecided future. I can still do this. i....
Reuben
