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what's so beautiful about it. life just hurts
Ma, you set the standard too low. Now whenever he smiles at me i'm at his feet. i had to slowly set standards for myself. i became harder on others. he's nicer to me than you ever were. it's strange. I only got to learn this through him. Pa, he wasn't being overly nice. He was just being himself, but i applauded his every move. He's teaching me to have higher standards for myself and the people around me. I can be picky with him. He doesn't get mad like you both did. He actually listens and tries to do better by me. Isn't that crazy? I don't always have to be the one bending backwards. Sometimes i'm not wrong. But that's not how it was before. These past thoughts trickle in sometimes and i need to catch myself. The bar was so low. I didn't know i was raised to appreciate things that were below the bare minimum. it's almost like i deserve the same love i give. who would have thought.
You think you’ve seen her naked because she took her clothes off? Tell me about her dreams. Tell me what breaks her heart. What is she passionate about, and what makes her cry? Tell me about her childhood. Better yet, tell me one story about her that you’re not in.You’ve seen her skin, and you’ve touched her body. But you still know as much about her as a book you once found, but never got around to opening.
 
 
 
there's this thin glass box. it let's every bad thing in and keeps it trapped inside. everything good bounces off and is reflected elsewhere. outside this glass box the world is so beautiful. it's full of every love imaginable. there's security, trust and even happiness. this glass box is so thin. it's so fragile. i keep trying to break out of it. i want to enjoy this world too. how did i get trapped inside? i ruminate over this thought until i reach an answer. it let's every bad thing in. 

 
You take a step first and i follow.
if you stumble, i fall.
once you stand, i'm back on my feet.
it's subconscious. i mirror you. i saw myself in you.
i thought i didn't like me, but maybe i do.

 
 

A worried mind 
seeks anchor
such as
even a lie
might provide
to limit
its wandering.

Hello, hello, hello,
I want to be together Just the two of us
until morning comes.









Hello, hello, hello,

I want to love, You and me,
just the two of us.
without thinking,
I think about you.
 
- Without thinking : 2PM


 
you would be so surprised. i would get to you in time. before the moonlight fades and the new sun rises. before you can even take the first breath, i'd appear. you would be so surprised. looking for your secret place. if i took this turn and peer through this window, can i still see it? your cheeks, ears, nose, mouth. before this evening ends, i would see the look in your eyes. you would be so surprised. 
 
 

if i could see myself through your eyes, would i like myself more? would i be pretty? do i have kind eyes? in my eyes you're the most handsome. kind eyes and warm smile. am i a bit like that too? i don't know myself. i need you to tell me who i am. shape me into what you want me to be. i don't like me right now. i didn't like past me either. Paint me in such a way that even i like me. so we don't get sick of me. 

when you get sick of me-- no i have to get sick of you first. odd upper under hand ideology. why can't we be equals? why am i competitive in even love? it's just the two of us but i don't know anything else. i have to love you harder, get sick of you quicker. i get sick of people. is it normal? i'm already worried about you getting sick of me. it's stupid. it's not cute. when i'm sick of someone i stop caring. i stop making time, i stop playing nice. playing nice. even in my stream of consciousness this comes out. it's all acting, playing. my true feelings are coming out. i love you but even now i worry about who will fall out of love first. burdened and anxious over useless concerns. i'll cross that bridge when i get to it, i can't just burn it now. that's all i know. upper hand, under hand. insecure mess who needs you to feel important. if you don't like me anymore then i don't like me. it's dangerous. 
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