Do I cheat on life if you cheat on me?

If you are the love of my life, and you cheat on me. What happens with all of our memories? If there is only one person that is right for you, and that person is you, and you cheat on me. What would happen next? And if you then ask to come back to me, what do I do? If I turn my back on you, for betraying me, am I then turning my back on myself as well, and the chance of being with that one person that I am destined to be with? Should I rise above it, because if is all a part of something greater than us, something greater than pride, self respect and dignity?

Or does the fact that you did cheat on me, mean that you weren't that great love of my life after all?

1,000 words

If you only had one thousand words left, what would you say? And who would say it to? If we didn't have such an easy time opening our mouths, if we actually had to think before we spoke. Would that change the way you speak, the amount of words that you use, and maybe even the words you choose?

A couple of years ago, I got to experience what it's like when the words, your way to communicate, was taken away from you. When you have to go days and maybe weeks, without talking. Without any kind of conversations with another human being. All you had all day, was just yourself. There simply was no escaping your own thought, and emotions. When you then start to speak, letting your energy out again, that's when you truly realize how much effort it is, just to shape words, sentences, to let other people we're here. What if words wasn't enough? What if you didn't have enough of them?