I Am So Much More Than My Appearance
Our faces don’t match, but underneath we are the same.
Our faces don’t match, but underneath we are the same.
I stopped missing ‘us.’ And the idea of ‘us.’ The memories that connected us, created us and build a bridge between us that we will never cross again.
Don’t try to convince me that you want to be “just friends” again. If it didn’t occur to you before, I’ll say it for you now: You and I were never really friends to begin with.
It is a struggle, yes, but at some point, that struggle and that journey have an end that makes the pain feel like a sweet blessing in disguise.
You finally admit that the real reason you’re mad is not because they couldn’t see that you were meant to be, but because they were the first to realize that you weren’t.
Each time your skin touches his, you want to see whether his body leaves an imprint of yours instead of the empty air you left on the last boy like you were never even there.
Instead, I focused on the thing that was for certain: you will always be the boy who definitely had something I wanted, but was missing everything that I needed.
What amazed me the most, was that as hard as I crashed into you, you were able to stand still without a scratch, while my heart instantly started to sink.
I broke the first rule. I couldn’t help smiling to myself whenever I was on my way to see you. Everyone…
How you feel about sex, has got nothing to do with how others think you should feel about it.