I'd pick words and build them to sentences from a foundation of meanings.
Then you'd read my words and understand them miles from what I meant.
Because you would reflect your own emotions over my feelings as you read.
I'm a guy who hides beneath the pages of my notebooks.
Hiding in my own words.
Longing to be noticed.
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Story by R. C. Ofiaza
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Dysfunctional Smiles
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Our high expectations for someone we don't know can hit us like a bus when we finally learn who they are.
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