A wise man sat in the audience and cracked a joke. Everyone laughs like crazy.

After a moment, he cracked the same joke again. This time, less people laughed.

He cracked the same joke again and again. Till there was no laughter in the crowd.

He smiled and said; 
You cant laugh at the same joke again and again, but why do you keep crying over the same thing over and over again?  

every line, every bone, every small detail flawlessly matched? I have. I wonder everyday how holding your hand would make me feel complete. I don’t think you’ve noticed, but late at night when we take random walks down the street together, I’d secretly sneak my hand next to yours, just so that they can accidentally meet as we speak. And i would always hope that you would take it and hold it in yours, so we can see life hand in hand. And you always did. You held my hand in the softest of ways, our fingers clinging gently to each others heart. We are growing happiness between our thumbs as our skin lines came together like jigsaw pieces. You looked at me and smiled with that crooked smile of yours that makes you so special to me. I smiled back, and put my head on your shoulder. The feeling of your hand in mine, and knowing the love we have for each other makes everyday smooth and beautiful <3