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Coffee, which makes the politicians wise,
And see through all things with his half-shut eyes.

Alexander Pope

Some tortures are physical
And some are mental
But the one that is both
Is dental.

Everything you can imagine is real.

Pablo Picasso

Accidentally…

Maybe we just accidentally took the same class. I accidentally sent him text, and accidentally started talking in the class. Then maybe we accidentally went out together for lunch and coffee and all the chat.

and maybe we accidentally read the same book, and we accidentally read it more than once, which made me accidentally surprised because I hadn’t met anyone who read that book the way I did, and we accidentally liked the book. 

Then I accidentally liked him so much, and I thought he liked me too. 

Several months went by…

Then he is accidentally dating someone now, and accidentally, all the things we had together just gone. I know that he thinks that we possibly can never meet again. 

I start thinking that maybe the ‘accidentally’ accidents are just my imagination.Maybe we accidentally met when we were lonely. And now that he is accidentally seeing someone, I am accidentally left by him. Well, it’s not his fault. He just accidentally breaks my heart.

The grass is always greener on the other side. Maybe I should start asking my neighbors what fertilizer they use on the grass.