People. While watching them is intertaining and interesting, interacting is a whole other thing.
Don't you find it mesmerizing?
The way they talk, expressing their emotions, even the most hidden ; the way they look at the world, translated by facial expressions and certain glimmers in their eyes...
You can find out so much about a person by looking, admiring, listening, analyzing.
Perhaps that's why I love it. I can somehow see the world in an entirely new and more beautiful way.
And that may be why I got quiet, captive of my own mind so I could observe.
And so, I listened and saw, I lost my voice because it was never used. I became fragile, quiet, non-social on the outside, when all I truly was, was lonely.
So yes, while people are so curious to me, I somehow forgot what it was to socialize. Somewhere along the line, I got lost.
So my only hope now, is to find someone who finds the world just as stunning, fascinating, strange, broken, awful and perfectly imperfect, as I do.
YOU ARE READING
L.T.
PoetryIf there was a price in emotion, this book would cost it all... Our tears were melodies that made our feelings a symphony. My life flashed before my eyes. And I got to fall in love with you all over again. I'm fine. But that's a lie.
