Hey there! Umm.. Not her... it's me her hair, oh c'mmon even sponges can talk so it's not a shock, right? I wish i really could speak though, there's so much i wanna tell her.
Well, she is bubbly cute weirdo...which means she have a million moods and i have to be very flexible to be with her. Whenever she is happy, she plays with me that's a fun time. When she flirts sometimes she tugs a strand of me behind her ear and my job is to fall back in a while, yeah! that's our move😂. When it's the math exam next day she puts me in a bun and the day turns out to be a boring one, i mean don't expect me to study math with her dahh!!She had a bad breakup a while ago...her life got entangled... so got i. It took her a long time but once she got over it, she cut me half, I was a bit upset but when i saw her smiling at the mirror and adoring her new haircut, it felt worthy.
Just like her i have a dark side too. When she gets depressed, the demon tortures her soul and she feels the pain, i feel the pain too, all of us do. We try to support her, and it feels so bad to not be able to help. When she screams in pain and pull me tight i feel the pain too both physical and emotional, it's hard to see her like that. We all love her, me, her heart, veins, blood, nails, bones, every cell of her body, every entity of her emotion, we all live for her. It hurts so bad when she thinks that she is alone. The absence of one person and, all of other people, all of herself, we don't matter to her. She can die happily for that one person, but she can't live for us all. It hurts when she doesn't appreciate us for beings a part of her. The day she will realize how hard we work to keep her happy and how beautiful we made her; she won't care about anything else. We are enough for her! only if she could realize it.
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