“I’m in Paris”

I’m in Paris.

The city of love.

And I’m here with the one I love.

I’m in Paris.

I’ve been here before but never with someone I love.

Never with someone, I want to spend my life with.

The city I beautiful.

The weather is perfect.

Live won’t get any better than this.

I’m in Paris.

And I never want to go home.


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“Sick and tired”

I’m sick and tired of people who research something for a month and then pretends to know everything.

I mean really? They can’t become masters of something without years of practice and study.

They can know about it, the foundations, yes but they won’t become masters of something without having spent years learning.

I’ve never spent more than a month on anything, my attention span is far too short, but I don’t pretend to be a master of something either.

I know I don’t know more than the person sitting next to me.

And I’m sick and tired of people who pretend they do.


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“What he did”

I lived in a sleepy town where nothing ever happened.

Nothing.

Until that day.

Something happened in our sleepy town on that day.

Something neither of us would ever forget.

I was sitting in my window when it happened, when I heard the sirens outside and somehow I knew it was him.

I knew he had done something on that day.

Something he couldn’t get himself out of.

The call came not much later and I rushed to the school and inside I mat met with groups of crying parents all hugging each other, hoping their children hadn’t been inside.

Then I saw him being led out and I knew.

I knew what he had done.


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“A sadness here lies”

There was a sadness laying over the house.

A sadness so thick and loud you couldn’t escape it.

Not when you were inside.

The very walls of the house echoed the sadness inside and there was nothing you could do but listen.

There was a sadness laying over the house.

One that wasn’t going away lest you burn it to the ground.


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”In love”

He was my life and I was his.

We were going to stay together forever.

That’s the promise we made to each other.

We should have known neither of us would be able to keep that promise.

We should have known we weren’t made for each other.

But at the time we were in love.

And when you’re in love you do stupid things.


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