My perception of you is not how you, or anyone else perceives it. You see- I do not just see you here now at 22. I see you at 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, and 21. When I think of you, my mind turns blue. All the different shades of blue.
Whether that be the dark deep blue of the sea, the feathery aqua of the blanket I imagined you wrapped up in, the hand holding blue of your sheets, or even the color of your eyes. It's all blue.
I imagine what it would be like to spend the morning to night with you. This is because of the secret admiration I've had for you for years. You were an ambitious boy, now an ambitious man. What I would do to have the ambition you have.
There is no where in life I couldn't see you going. When you want something you stop at nothing.
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Excerpts I'll Never Tell
RandomRandom thoughts and write outs in my mind, from mostly emotional times.
