october 22nd, 2016
how foolish, of me, to believe i'm always the one in your mind. when i, have people of my own and problems to solve, i rarely imagine you with crises to get through.
i would say i'm sorry and delete all my past, but honestly all the mistakes i make will always last. because i let them. i am foolish. i am vain.
i dislike how i strive for someone to notice me. just to notice that i'm there, would be nice. it doesn't really happen. but when it does, a smile stretches across the sky of my face and my worries erase, just slightly, but in a way that my day becomes uplifted.
i have always been the quiet and timid. the "shy" and introverted. i've always been the silent, the curious, the invisible who's never there.
i always thought, that when i'm pretty, they might see me.
but now that i am, it's never come true.
or maybe i'm just not pretty enough.
