This is How I Disappear
I don't need to hear you telling me I don't matter. Just the look on your face when you see me is enough to let me know.
Realization:
Love is what you think it is.
I think love is hearing your friend mispronounce words and still think that s/he's the best speaker in the world. I think love is knowing that you're friends stinks and you tell her yet you still hug her. I think love is seeing every wrong thing in a person and still continuing to believe that that person is one of the best people in the world for staying with you.
For others, love is every thing sweet and happy in the lives we live.
For me, love is every thing wrong, every thing hurtful, and every thing unwanted in this world that keeps us wanting to live.
Yes, yes, profound, I know.:))
Wanna take up yoga? :))
(Sorry, inside joke with Kiko.)
Tsk.
Realization:
Love is what you think it is.
I think love is hearing your friend mispronounce words and still think that s/he's the best speaker in the world. I think love is knowing that you're friends stinks and you tell her yet you still hug her. I think love is seeing every wrong thing in a person and still continuing to believe that that person is one of the best people in the world for staying with you.
For others, love is every thing sweet and happy in the lives we live.
For me, love is every thing wrong, every thing hurtful, and every thing unwanted in this world that keeps us wanting to live.
Yes, yes, profound, I know.:))
Wanna take up yoga? :))
(Sorry, inside joke with Kiko.)
Tsk.