If words were people,
Definitions would be harder to believe.
We’d probably think more before we spoke
Or at least be more careful about how loudly and where we spoke them.
And a Dictionary would be the most valuable source in the world
I would get along really well with Nostalgia
I’d feel uncomfortable around Regret.
All together avoid Perfection.
Strive to be more like Content
Sometimes Today and I would be best friends, but other times I think she would get jealous of how much I talked about Yesterday and Tomorrow.
I’d apologize and she’d give me another chance.
That’s just the type of person she’d be.
My mom would tell me to stay away from Flattery
To be careful around Feelings
Not to avoid him,
But to be aware that he would the worst and the best.
That he and Frustration come from the same family.
Dad would hide in his room when Love came over and always remind me of the benefits of being friends with Ambition.
He’d compare me to her, but in a way that I knew meant he loved me.
Dreams would be pretty.
You’re would feel misunderstood
Defiantly would get tired of feeling used for all the wrong reasons.
And you and I would be getting really sick of Confusion