I watched him with deep thought as my friends quietly giggled at me in the corner. "Stop, that's creepy," they said.
I shrugged. "I find it informational. There's a lot you can learn from just watching someone sleep. When they're most vulnerable. Their thoughts are somewhere else in a far off place and they are unable to control what they show or not, meaning that they can't hide their pain behind a smile or their excitement behind calmness. You see what they don't tell you just behind the meer simplicity of facial expression. If only life was like this."
They said nothing, assuming I was overly tired, but I knew I was right. They were just too awake to admit it.
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YOU ARE READING
a collection of deep thoughts
Poetry☻swimming under the midnight rain☻ Simply pages of thoughts, feelings, ideas, spilled out into words. To get out before I go mad.
