My ex used to sing me to sleep whenever I would get a bad fever. Also, one day I came home from work, and there were post-it notes all over the living room. They would say, "Go this way" and "You're getting close!" and stuff like that. They led into my bedroom, which she completely cleaned. She even went to the store and bought me a new large plastic container, which I use even to this day, and placed a bunch of brand-new post-it notes, fine-point Sharpy permanent markers, pens, pencils, and many other things on it. On the wall in my bedroom was a post-it note that said, "I love you." And there she was, sleeping like an angel on my bed. I took a shower and immediately climbed in to bed with her, and we both slept harmoniously together.
Ahhh....memories.
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The words "love" and "life" go together. It is almost as if they are one. You must love to live, and you must live to love, or you have never lived nor loved at all.
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