I know what you did.
You give me one of those terribly awkward side-hugs. You comment on my town, and how you'll have to come visit sometime. You are not welcome in my home. I smile and reply politely.
But our eyes don't lie. In yours I can see pity. "What ever happened to her?" "It's s shame, really. She used to be so sweet." Perhaps a hint of fear. You know that I know. You know that I remember.
In my gaze hangs only hatred.
Fun fact! It costs zero dollars ($0.00 USD) to be kind :)
Do I want cheese? Yes. Desperately. Do I think know if I eat cheese at this hour I will suffer great consequences? Yes.
You know, as you become an adult, you will face many new and unexpected challenges. This can be a really scary experience. What do I do when my can opener rusts? I didn’t know this was a possibility.
I feel like the beach showcases humanity at its finest. There are happy newlyweds taking pictures together. Elderly couples walk hand in hand and watch the sunset. Little kids bubble over with excitement when they see the water for the first time. Everyone is collecting shells. There is pure, uncontainable joy. A sense of peace hangs in the air along with the salt.
And then I look for too long and see the plastic bottle caps bobbing in the water and the beer cans littering the sand.
Dear mr professor,
sorry i didnt do the assignment. tummy hurt
I am a beast. I was born from other beasts, and I will die a beast. It’s in my nature, in my blood.
You are yours are creatures. Gentler hands, tender embraces. You took me into your nest, feeding me along with your own young. But it’s clear I will always be a beast. My paws dwarf yours. My movements are less graceful. My eyes carry something different. But you love me all the same. And I love you as my mother.
I am a beast, but I am your beast. Loyal to you and you alone.
I love you imperfectly. Yet I love you endlessly.
So it goes, I suppose