Whenever I look at him I see something that no one else sees.
A person. An insecure, stubborn to hell and back person.
Everyone else sees an item. No one ever sees him for who he really is. I never understood that.
Why me? Why am I the only person able to see any of this. Is he just too transparent? No that can't be right- if he was then everyone would be able to see what I saw.
What do I see? Its been a question so endearing that it has taken over me. It's all I think about. What do I see?
I see a tall and lean boy. I see someone who is stubborn as hell and insecure as fuck (Yes, there's a difference.) I can tell that he makes jokes about it just to hide the pain. But what if it's taking over? He sure can hold a grudge too, I learned that the hard way.
One thing that annoyes me so much, is how he doubts himself. He thinks he's a disappointment, that he's fat. He thinks no one would be attracted to him. How do I know this? Well, he doesn't just think it, he says it out loud.
He doesn't understand how much power he holds over everyone. He doesn't understand the impact- the spell he has everyone under. He doesn't see they way girls look at him. Or the way guys envy him.
Or maybe he does and he's just that fuckin good at hiding it.
Either way, he does nothing about it. He has it all but he doesn't act on it. He lives without exploring the possibilites. He doesn't make a move on some girls he likes. He doesn't hangout out with any potentially new friends.
He sticks with his old crew. He doesn't seem to move on.
I suppose I understand parts of it, but only parts. I don't like it when he jokes about himself being a disappointment. I don't like him not trying new things. I want him to stay but the fact that he doesn't make a move on any girl brakes me.
Why?
Because instead of imagining what might happen. Instead of thinking about the possible scenarios, at least I know that I don't have a chance.
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(A/n) Don't even dare to ask "who?"
Cuz even I don't know.
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Mysterious
PoetryLove is different for all of us. Some is given. Some is taken. Some is one-sided. Some isn't. Hate is different for all of us. Some is given. Some is taken. Some is one-sided. Some isn't.
