Sometimes I need what only you can provide: your absence.
Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one. :))
Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
Life… is like a box of chocolates - a cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that no one ever asks for, unreturnable because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So, you’re stuck with mostly undefinable whipped mint crap, mindlessly wolfed down when there’s nothing else to eat while you’re watching the game. Sure, once is a while you get a peanut butter cup or an English toffee but it’s gone too fast and the taste is fleeting. In the end, you are left with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts, which, if you are desperate enough to eat, leaves nothing but an empty box of useless brown paper.
If you truly love someone, then the only thing you want for them is to be happy….even if its not with you