It just is a horrible day, things never... Sorry, I wont bore you. I will just take this and go, have a good day, sir
You seem to be having a horrible day, let me invite you to a cup of coffee, its the least I can do.
And so they started talking about themselves, about how their lives were just another permutation of "normal"
Until they saw the key thing that set them apart, experience and love
Of course! I have agirlfriend. She is my whole reason for carrying on, or she was anyways.
I proposed to her a few days ago, but now she doesn't even want to talk to me. I just want to make her happy. Because that is love, selfless and pure, right?
I mean with her, my old apartment seems like a palace. Her love make everything more colorful. She colors my world as in an eternal twilight. My love is what moves me, honestly. Can you Blame me? Is there anything more pure??