"You're quite narcissistic, I know.
And I only wish I'm the reflection you see,"
he paused, then whispered,
"fall in love with me."
I think I'm really self centered.
See, I never cry when I'm supposed to.
Only when it's about me.
When our dog died, I didn't cry.
My sister got mad at me.
She said I didn't care about Jelly.
But I did care when the character in my book died.
I cried about that.
I didn't cry when my grandpa died.
I hadn't seen him in years
I did cry when I was in trouble.
I felt sorry for myself.
My tear ducts worked then.
I didn't cry when I found out my friend was hurting herself.
I was really sad, but I didn't cry.
I had tears streaming down my cheeks when I cut myself.
It seemed a lot more sad then.
Whenever my mom or sister think about my grandparents dying
Whenever something sad happens on a tv show
I've pinched myself before
Trying to make myself cry
Because I thought I was supposed to.
It didn't work.
Just because I can't cry doesn't mean I don't care.
Or does it?
We've grown up with same choices
I LOVE YOU
& you love YOURSELF :)
The only similarity between us.
— The End —