Little thoughts drawn out of proportion
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  • Reads 25
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Dec 17, 2016
My mind is full of wandering thoughts and my body is sleep deprived. Add those two things together, you get what is written in here. The things I write may seem complex. They may seem like complicated babble that have deeper meaning than what they really are. But in the end, it's just as the title would suggest. It's all just little thoughts drawn way out of proportion.
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"Your smiling, Emerson. But I can see right through it, your teethy facade. Your not really happy, that smile doesn't prove anything, you don't persuade me. Its just a movement of flesh, a manipulation, a rejection with no words, why do you wish to push me away? Push us away? Why are you so comfortable with your misery?" My smile fades, that sinking feeling sets in my stomach and I glare up at him. "What do you want from me finn? I don't understand your intentions. I don't understand what you think you'll gain from me? You don't understand. By any means, and i don't want you to understand. I don't." The intensity in his eyes almost make me flinch, his black hole pupils scan me, they consume the green of his eye. "I want to find you Emerson. That smile, that livleyness, the purity and will within you. Its who you are. When I catch it in glimpses, it wraps around you like a milky veil. It feels like eternity, like your some sort of heaven on earth. So fragile, gentle. Yet raw, real. The cruelty didn't make you cruel, it made you beautiful. So much humility, so much understanding of the Ying yang. The balance of the world. It's like your not from here. Your so infinite. When I see you Emerson, i wanna reach within you and catch it. You begin to flicker, and then your hiding again. You retract it all, and It makes me question if infinity is really infinite. I want you to shine Emerson. I want you to not fear, not feel shame. I want you to glow unapologetically, I want you to live as yourself, in yourself. I want to bask in that. I want to feed you. Can't you see? I love you. I want to love you. I want you to be happy Emerson. And I know somewhere in there you love me, you love me and make me doubt anything I've ever known about love. You make what I thought was love seem foolish. You defy every possibility, you defy my beliefs, you defy all of it. You shattered the ground beneath me, just look at me, Emerson. I'm not scared. I'm enamored, I love you.
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