I looked deep into his beautiful dark brown eyes

His voice filled my ears, his words were all I could focus on.

The smell of rain and paper, and the rough grip on my pencil were in the back of my mind.

A sour taste filled my mouth in the absence of what to say.

No one’s perfect

No one lives a perfect life

But try to make it the best it can be

The is the philosophy life

To share the despair

And to make everyone’s life just a little bit better

Take all of the positivity

Leave all of the negativity

Take what you have

And be happy

Celebrate with who you love

Eat all you want

Don’t let anyone tell you wrong

Celebrate others

Celebrate yourself

Celebrate those you hate

Celebrate those who taught you

Celebrate those who brought you here.