“Why do we live?” I said desperately. You smiled and as always, you asked me that type of question that I always find stupid at the beginning. “Why do we die?” I didn’t know how to answer, and my silence told you everything. You looked at me and said “We live because we die, what’s the point of life without death?” You continued: “Nothing matters. The only thing you can do is love to give a meaning to death” Then, I looked at you, realizing that I wanted to spend the rest of my life loving you.


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