She looked at him, but he wasn't looking at her, like always he seemed far away, far away from her, from the world, from himself, and she wanted to summon him back, back to the world, back to her, she wanted him with her.
And she wanted to tell him that he's amazing, fetch him out of his miseries, his insecurities, tell him that, you are just perfect the way you are, you don't have to be the best, I like your messiness she wanted to say, I just like who you are, Anyone would like you, for who you are, and believe me you don't have to change as Rober M. Drake, says,
''At your absolute best, you still won't be good enough for the wrong person. At your worst, you'll still be worth it to the right person. Choose wisely.''
She wanted to tell him, you don't have to change yourself, for someone, you're the way you are, and believe me, you're just perfect the way you are, when he talked about his flaws, the flaws which were not even flaws, she wanted to make him count his strong points, his perfections, But she couldn't quite make him believe, that he was the best writer she has known, she wanted to tell him that you don't have to compete Dickens or Eliot, you have to compete yourself, and you would actually be giving tough time to some writers in future.
She wanted to tell him, that his voice, it was so beautiful, so pure, it was the best, she heard it almost everyday, it was so full of emotions, pain, agony, it was like the voice of a tortured soul, but not a shattered one, and when he said those poetic words, it felt like he means it, he actually means it. Every girl in this effing world would fall for that voice.
She wanted to tell him that, he doesn't have to worry about the past, his deeds, what he did, what he should have done, what he could have, it's the way of Satan, to put man in miseries, and stroll him away from God, he uses our past first, trying to scare us.
She wanted to tell him, that he has a pure soul, an amazing one, It's okay to make mistakes, everyone does, the point is, are you ashamed of it? if yes, then okay, you don't have to keep feeling guilty about it, who is in this world who doesn't make mistakes?
She wanted to tell him that anyone, any girl in this world, would fall for him, for his voice, for his writings, every girl would want to wake up in the morning and see him with her, and she'll thank God for the gem he has rewarded her with, she probably will.
She wanted him to see the brighter sides of his life.
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Imprisoned Soul
Short StoryJust some random thought, of a girl trying to convince a guy, that he is the best person she has seen ever. His soul is not shattered yet, it's tortured, and she wanted to heal him.
