Why are we embarassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?
The news of life is carried via telephone. A baby's birth, a couple engaged, a tragic car accident on a late night highway - most milestones of the human journey, good or bad, are foreshadowed by the sound of a ringing.
But common sense has no place in first love and never has.
I'm in love with hope.
People are only mean when they are threatened.
What you have done to this point cannot be undone. What you do next... It is still unwritten.