• de_bonnes_ondes 23w

    Dear one-who's-crushing-over-me,
    If you'd ask me to jump to the point, straightforwardly, I'd say that your existence is quite unbelievable for me. I mean, yeah, I'm a human and obviously, love attention but I never imagined someone eagerly looking at the mobile screen for long to wait for my texts, my photographs, hear my voice or anything. So, its kind of, you know, WOW for me. I'm neither writing this to friend-zone you nor with any intentions of getting closer to you. I'm writing this to warn you. Yes, you heard that right. Before you multiply your feelings with any number - other than zero, I'd tell you how good I'm at dividing them. Before you pluck out your eyes to believe me blindly, I'd tell you how good I'm at misusing powers. Before you inch closer to look me in the eye, I'd tell you how grand my eyes are at lying. Before you do the aforementioned or anything like that, I'd love to tell you how great I'm at breaking trust. It's not that I don't want to be loved. It's just that I don't want to mislead you. Because, I know, you didn't think of my imperfections before you first laid your eyes on me. So, I'd better disgust you with my truth than interest you with my lies. Because I don't want to trouble you, despite me being a menace. I'm a body who seems perfect, my friend, but actually isn't. I'm a heart who pumps as per the need but stops working when it comes to attachments. I'm a brain who works until I fall asleep but gets jammed when comes across relationships. I'm a kidney who filters out the bad but preserves every bad thing when I am alone in this path of love and care. You see, I'm a stomach who breaks down the love whenever offered. I'm not a perfect being and so, doesn't anyone deserve me.
    Hence, I plead, to not slide down this sloppy surface or else you'll meet pain. And pain, a badass, will demand a lot from you. Most importantly, it'll demand to be felt!
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    I was reading the most loved, "TFIOS", when I thought of writing this out. I don't know, I just couldn't control the urge to scribble.

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    "......disgust you with my truth than interest you with my lies."

    ©de_bonnes_ondes