when he transferred to another university, a kind of different atmosphere transcends through the breathing spaces of the place.
he have met some new friends through the course he's taking. they were the least people in the society who will never tell him who should he be, what should he wear, how should he act.
they were the ones who made him feel that he is also a child of the universe; no less than impractical things, no less than the animals.
they made him feel that he deserves the air he breathes.
they helped him survive his storms and come out alive.
and at that point, he realizes that out of the million corrupt people in this world, he could finally trust some in it.
but he still needs someone who will make him feel beautiful,
not insecure.
and right in this moment, he found that particular someone. . .
in himself.
. . .
t h e e n d
for you whom i haven't met yet,
if you can't see the beauty in you,
get a better mirror,
look a little closer,
observe a little longer.
'cause there's something brave in the eyes of that person on the mirror
that made him/her keep on surviving in this dented youth
regardless of the society who told him/her to quit.
. . .
get streamlined wt me via ⇢ rchellebt@gmail.com
أنت تقرأ
beautiful boys | completed;
القصة القصيرةin which a beautiful boy learns that the edge of a razor blade is nicer than the words of the one he loves, and the people bordering him could spit out. ▬ may 2016 © reichelle torres #4 in gloom 080120 #195 in taygetsthegay 072420 #2 in theloveso...
