I have no recollection of writing this and yet I found it tucked away in my notes.
I sometimes write down the nonsense that comes to my head on a whim and completely forget about it later.
Everyone’s designated to their own fates. Me to mine, to sit here and type this while my soul is crushed under the heavy burden of being human.
Who is this person looking at me? With tears in her eyes, I wonder. I don’t recognize much of her. She has those big wild innocent eyes and that.. cheeky smile. It reminds me of someone.. I don’t quite recall who. Yet, there’s that dimple, the one that disappears in a heart beat.
I know that one.