all this time
I defined myself
by how much u liked me.
I smiled differently
acted childish,
stayed true to this image you had formed of me,
never really admitting that I liked you.
but then something happened,
almost like a wave crashing into the coast
unexpected and wild
I felt that it didn't matter,
maybe I didn't matter.
because for those two weeks when u evaded my eyes,
when u didn't talk or say hi,
even though I had changed myself so much!
I felt the urge to scream, "notice me!! I am here!!"
"I am in love with you!!"
but it didn't matter, cause my ego had the better of me.
I never asked what happened, I never showed i cared.
i evaded my eyes too, so we drifted.
i cut my hair, bangs, i wanted to try 'different'
maybe because i wanted them like that?
maybe because i wanted you to know,
that your image of me doesn't matter anymore.
i am free
i am living and loving
i am ME.
YOU ARE READING
feels
Randomthere is birth, growing, living, loving, hurting, rinse and repeat and there is thought that goes in all of these stages of life. this is a collection of those thoughts. they're songs, poems, or just brain activity that keeps me awake. I don't know...
