Everyone Loves Something in Them

Love a song

You have to have your own sentences, some like instant pudding, some as wet and warm as a drop of sweat falling on your forehead while climbing a hill, sometimes full of love, maybe a little salty. Everyone loves something in them, makes something live, even death does not kill those who are kept alive. You remain as a foreign guest of a photograph, it travels in unfamiliar hands… Maybe you are mentioned in the sentences “who is this”. I don’t say “this is life, don’t mind, love and live” because people live even if they don’t look. You know, sometimes I’m not talking about those fake loves, no making love, no stay with me tonight. There is no girl who says I’m cold, warm me up. A little hug, a beautifully sung French song, a cold coffee… Loving without knowing what you’re doing, being happy to be with you, then getting closer to the end of a song you love so much and starting it… song, I love it from the beginning. Some people love other people and you always live by their words, you get old, you don’t know.

It doesn’t matter what song is playing.

A sentence

Some people read a sentence and then forget that sentence. Some people add that sentence to their life. Some people both add to their lives and think why they said that. Some people only hear a sentence, they do not know what to read. He adds that sentence to his life. Some people read a sentence and pull it to the right, pull it to the left, and read it backwards if necessary. He writes a few paragraphs just for the sake of that sentence. Then that man changes. He learns to think and adds his own sentences to his life.

Everyone should have at least one sentence that they add to their life…