Who would you like to talk to the rest of your life?
I notice that everyone is wrong, and no one is right so why do we fight?
Sentimental declarations are records of a moment of clarity.
It isn’t always about you, or me, or anyone else, it might just be.
The laziness of labels stifles thoughtful contemplation makes us more ignorant, denies growth.
The universe answers back with more ponderings.
