You don't smile often.
I had noticed this before, but I didn't realize it until now. And I'm not talking about those smiles you give everyone when they surround you. I'm talking about those you pull when you feel genuinely happy.
You seem cold to me. And it's not that you cause everyone to live with the cold, but that you live in it.
As someone who always plasters his face with them, I have learned to know a made-up smile when I see it.
I wonder which would you give me if you really saw me and not just a fleeting glance.
You gave me a smile the other day.
I don't know if you did it out of kindness or pity or sympathy and I don't think I'll ever know. There is no need. I know it is like a reflex by now.
It's like if you would rather be ignored or be crossed out as a happy person than being questioned about why you aren't.
That's why I'm also always smiling.
I think that, whoever gets to smile through difficulties, to stand even when they are hurt, are the strongest.
How do you really feel?
You're a mystery hidden in the dark, and yet, I'm still waiting here to see it unfold in the daylight.
xoxo
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XOXO || NONGKUN/KUNNONG
FanfictionLinong knows he has to tell him how he feels, but the fear of rejection is greater than him. Maybe writing anonymous letters could help ease his burden.
