There isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t ask myself “What if I never met you?” /
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Maybe I would never feel this torment. Maybe I’ll get rid of this pain.
Torment and pain for not having you. Maybe I would never ever shed a
tear because of this stupid feeling. Maybe I’ll never have a low
self-esteem—thinking that I’m too ugly and undeserving for you. But
suddenly, I realized that if you never existed in my life, I would never
know that love don’t have standards. Even if you are
the jerkiest person I’ve ever met, I still found myself in love with you.
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I’m the type of person that enjoys making an impact on people’s day. I enjoy putting a smile on others faces. It doesn’t matter if they are a complete stranger or a best friend. I treat everyone with the same amount of respect. I’m the type of person that says “please” and “thank you”. The person that holds the door open for you. The person that lets you cut ahead in line. The person that says “bless you” when you sneeze. The person that spots you a couple dollars if you need it. The person that picks up your pencil off the floor. The person that reminds you that not everyone is cold hearted and distant. The person that shows you that not all good people are gone. The one that makes an impact on your day whether it be only for a minute or a lifetime. I’m the person that shows you that there still is hope in humanity. I’m the person that believes acts of kindness can change the world for the better.