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Paint me a picture that conveys the world of beauty. Snap me a moment of happiness. Utter, unadulterated happiness. I would like to see that.
I am the watcher. I am the third-person narrator, who is never part of the big picture. I am Nick, seeing romances unfold, heated augments arise, and relationships unravel.
I peer through a peephole wondering and wishing I knew what it’s like. What is it like? What is it like to have a best friend to spend hours talking to? What is it like to hold someone close in your arms and feel like the rest of the world doesn’t matter? What is it like to be wanted by everyone? What is it like to know what you want to do with your life? What is it like to possess many opportunities?
This may mean nothing to you, for I understand that you have your own lives to worry over. I understand a lot of things. I know that with every happy moment, sorrow or anger follows right behind, just like with every light there is a shadow. Enjoy the pleasurable things in life while you can instead of looking for something to burst the bubble, something to drop you off the rainbow.