❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

∘❤Dear No One❤∘

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Dear No One,

As I sit here, penning down my words and thoughts - I am forced to think about the circumstances in my life which I so happen to be unsatisfied with.

Generally, I find it easy to express myself through a wall of text even though I may not be very good at it. However, right now - I can't validate that statement.

Have you ever felt like there are so many emotions within you that you just don't know what to do?

And it's not that you purely don't KNOW what to do - it's more that you don't know how to do what you know to do.

That's how I feel.

See, I've grown up a very lonely person.

Constantly ridiculed as a youngster - being an image of my father was a sin.

Being the product of something I had no say in was a sin.

Sometimes the thoughts get too much for me.

Sometimes, I want to say so much but end up saying nothing.

Maybe sometimes I'll be halfway there...but then I'll get tired and give up altogether.

Selfish, ungrateful, bitchy, stubborn. All labels you could give me. In fact, those labels have already been assigned.

Weird, annoying, undesirable. All things I'm very familiar with hearing.

Lazy, unproductive, slow. 

Sometimes, one just can't keep putting on a front anymore.

Sometimes being positive isn't enough.

And there will always be people better than me. People I know will always make it known that they have something I don't.

But the biggest part of my life is fear.

See, there are things I want to do.

I'd like to be open and talk about the things I love freely.

Sometimes, I want to ask questions, say things but - there's so much fear and...there's so much negativity. I'd rather not deal with that.

That's the lie I tell to myself everyday.

I'd rather not.

I'd rather sit alone with my thoughts and die slowly.

There's something I love about you. Something so unique and so special. Something that no one else sees but me.

And that's a claim I can confidently state.

And I hate you just as much as I love you.

You're charming and everything I adore - but at the same time, you make me want to punch a hole in the wall.

Each time I say I'm done - you come back, pulling me in again and no matter how many times I ask God to make it stop...He doesn't.

When I try to forget you - there you are...as if to torture me.

But when you're there, everything is perfect.

Sometimes I'll wake up in the morning and feel so happy for no reason - but yet...I know the reason is you.

When you've been in my dreams, you don't know how ecstatic that makes me feel.

Or maybe you do.

Sometimes, I believe so much in it.

Sometimes, I write it off as a farce.

But where do I stand really?

Because one can make up a story - but one cannot make up feeling.

Love,
Isha.

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Challenge of the day XD...figure out who 'No One' is...and tell me why you think that.

Bet ya won't be able to! Mwahahahaha!

Love from me!

Isha.

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