Umm.ok.yes .whatever.

It's a bitter sweetness that I want to talk about. Cliched as it sounds, I wish there was a different expression for universal emotions. Difficult isn't it; to accept that everyone actually feels the very same- ripples, butterflies,highs, only, the manifestation is different? That perhaps you would only see this uniqueness in those you want to and let yourself be impacted? But at this point, I am letting go of that feeling of being the human that I know exist in the myriad hearts, heads and faces around. This is for you and I know that for you I stand apart from the blurring, engulfing faces of millions. I know that I appear as a flash, an elusion, a drawing force. These are my assumptions, maybe. From your eyes I see myself and feel the gripping, happy holds of asymmetry. So, this is for you.

You're the reflection of utopia, of hope in decadence. You make me conscious,feel myself in ways that I cannot remember feeling. You evoke dreams, passions, recognition, glamour and all that life's essence that I carelessly let go of. You help see my childish fantasies, the simplicity of those castle building days. You multiply the stereotypes that were ingrained in me and thats why you are what I want to hold onto. As imperfect as you are, as stupid, as different from my idea of perfection it is enough that you have provoked this from someone who was completely disillusioned with the idyllic world.