If life were a museum,

you’re a piece of art.

If life were a movie,

you’re my favorite part.

If life made you the devil,

I’d gladly go to hell

Because life spent with you

Is life spent well.


Un Silence Assourdissant

People become uncomfortable when faced with a long, painful silence with someone else.

I’m one of those people.

I felt uncomfortable when I tried to engage in a conversation with a stranger, but that stranger wasn’t really interested in me, nor the “nice” weather that I was talking about as I fan myself with a handkerchief because it was almost 40 degrees outside.

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