They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.
As I grow older,
I realize that the more years we collect,
the less attachments we have with others.
We stop hugging when we say hello or goodbye
and we drop the I when we say “love you!”
as if we wanted no personal attachment
to such a heavy phrase.
we grow up and graduate college and swear we will
but all we do is hide.
Don’t tell me that you love me, because anyone can tell me that. Tell me that I make you tear up with anger and frustration, but at the end of the day you still want to lay down next to me, put your arms around me, and sleep.
How fascinating it is that there are millions of people all over the world who are wide awake at 4 am missing someone. And there are millions of people sound asleep at 4 am, with no idea that they’re being missed.