June 28, 2012

• Attention whore

  If I could talk to you, I couldn't tell you everything because it would make both of us sad. You changed me though, definitely for the better, but that change of attitude brought about many smaller changes that have swelled up into a battering wave, rising higher, and battering continuously. You wouldn't believe me if I told you I'm getting too much attention and I don't know how to manage, how to refuse tributes. You would laugh and accuse me just as everyone else does, but just maybe, you would understand how it hurts. The first crash of waves into you is thrilling, exciting, unexpected, refreshing. But the nature of the ocean is to wear majesty into sand.

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