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It's such a bittersweet place around here.
I can't shake the feeling that you're distracted somehow. Come to think of it, I guess I am too. I just wonder so many things that it hurts, and the circles under your eyes are really making me feel for you. If I could help, I would. And sometimes I truly think that I can say that because I have firm belief that you would do the same for me.
---At least, it's my dearest hope that you would. But who can say?
We won't go down that road. Not now, probably not never.
...But that was an unintentionally double negative and I'm really uncertain over what I meant and what came out. Uncertainty just rules the world around here. It's kind of painful sometimes.
I once told you that I didn't like it when people got mad at me, but I asked you to yell in my face earlier. Things are so shifty, and we're gliding slowly down a landslide. You just looked at me---confused, and asked me "When have I ever been mad at you?".
Good point.
Now that I think about it, I just now realize that your eyes have been green today.
And now that I that I think about it again, only now realize that the land of hot air balloons happens to be taking away both of my blue-to-gray-to-green-and-backs.
Just a few hours ago, everything was okay. But as usual, you continue to make my life more complicated, and I'm not afraid to say it. I'm also not afraid to be honest and say that I'm the one who's to blame. You aren't. You don't deserve to be. ---blamed, I mean. I don't know what else you don't deserve to be, but I only want you to see clearly. I want you to see that I'm the blind one, and I'm the once who's putting the dents in the wall and blaming them on you.
Something about your smile steals my identity.
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K-Minty
