Do you remember anything like how I remember it?
Of course not.
You're color blind to what you don't want to see and deaf to words you'd rather not hear.
You say you're an open book, but those words on the pages never change.
The ending stays exactly the same, no matter the way you interpret it.
You're hard headed, stubborn, and yet you compare yourself to something as fragile as a glass doll.
How dare you.
How dare you for thinking that I will blame myself for your unhappiness.
Another human being can not control your happiness, but if you give them the power and means then they will.
They will destroy you and in turn destroy themselves.
There's a difference between harboring happiness and creating happiness within oneself.
Harbored happiness can not be replenished.