Have you ever looked up and instead of seeing your ceiling or roof or the night sky, you imagine a perfect scenario?
It's so perfect,
You know it can't be true,
There's a guy,
And you like him,
But you know you like girls,
Yet, nobody knows that,
And better yet,
Nobody cares,
You go up to him,
You don't kiss him,
You don't make out with him,
You just exist,
With him,
And it's perfect and impossible and beautiful,
Then you start seeing your ceiling or roof or the night sky,
Again,
And you know,
You know at that moment,
Perfect can't last,
And it fucking pisses you off,
Not because it can't last,
But because you still love that fleeting perfection.
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Boys are stupid. And the emotions some of them make me feel are even more stupid.
Kisses <3
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