everyone gets caught up in fairytale.
in things that they hope will be.
in the mystery.
in newness. and surface. and
not knowing at all.
the first phase is the best i think that's what they say.
but i am not a fraction of me
not a fraction of anything
and i feel that maybe i am frowned upon
for opening up so entirely
that other kids on the playground want me to keep my secrets so that they wont have to tell theirs.
and i don't ever want to be something on a shelf or television screen
something that cant be taken down and pocketed
something that cant be worn when you are getting muddy
i don't need allure
not even sure what exactly it means.
but i like that word. so i think ill use it.
but i don't want to be out of touch.
please, don't expect me to be.
it is easy to admire one thing about someone.. like say.... a dance that you see.
it is harder to know all the curves of someone.. and still
and even still,
you love them.
in their nakedness
accepting that brilliance only comes infrequently.
right
so.......
maybe like....
if you’re gona give you have to give even if you get nothing in return its just the way you do things for others because you want to not because you expect them to do something for you in return right? Ok. Remember that ashli
night
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