Spent my entire life trying to be someone I could never be.

Perfect.

The look in your eyes as I leave is priceless.

You have a shelf of golden medals.

But none of them have any love.

Cold and meticulous.

Eyes I’ve never seen so black.

No kindness.

No light.

 

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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