and when you said someone like ashley was your cup of tea with a glistening look like you longed for her embrace with the brightest grin etched broadly on your face i wondered what it would've been like to be brewed to your taste
i want to be noticed but not the way everyone else does i don't want to be famous or liked by everyone i want to be noticed i want to love someone who loves me back i want to be able to not to have to hide myself to make people think i'm okay
i've noticed more my good and bad days bad days caused by anger and crying good days caused by forgetting the world and laughing i've noticed my self-esteem rising makeup erased from my daily routine finding who i really am i've noticed how much i care about me about others about animals about friendships about music about LIFE
things that I have started to notice that have never existed in my mind before i think i am finally getting better
I had never really liked you Until that day, When I noticed You didn’t look at me With shame.
Written back in 2012 and I'm not sure what prompted this, but I feel like it was something to do with an old schoolmate who I reconnected with. It's funny how people you use to hate you can grow to like when you see them outside of the rigidness of the school hierarchy.