This life is strange..
I’m almost diving into it and I still don’t get it..
Why?
Now I’m asking;
For real why?
The sentence attached to this word changes each time,until you find an answer,then you move on to the next question..
If they asked me what life is, I would definitely say that life is an endless cycle of questions..
Now my question is: “Why specifically him?”
If we look a little,no different from others.
In that case,why did I fall for him?
The situation is the same as like the ones before,then why him?
When I want to be with a weirdo like myself,why did I chose someone closer to pure simplicity and make him my first love?
When my standards were so high, now I’m dying for him to give me a stare..Why?
Actually, something inside me answers me by shouting,but I always refuse to accept the answer..
I have always been brave and most importantly honest..
But right now I feel the need to lie to myself..
This is more of an escape than a lie..
But I don’t want to encounter anything that doesn’t suit my character..
I don’t want anyone to change me that I don’t get anything from him than his stares..
I won’t let him do this, no.. I won’t let him..
-Arrogance-
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★Jupiter From Afar★
PoetrySome things are not destined to reach their owner.. To remain stuck in one's soul like a slow-killing poison.. In order to save themselves,they must free them.. And here,we witness the tip of the pens from a story whose favorite place was "distances...
