Submitted by Gina I. on Fri, 08/26/2016 - 21:10

Have you ever looked at someone and suddenly realized what a treasure they are? And then you discover how much you love that treasure. Not because it's appearance is as garish as a jewel, but their personality shines as pure as gold. You love them the more you see them, yet deep inside you realize it is a treasure you will never hold as your own. But you can't stop hoping that someday, someone will have that priceless treasure to you, and tell you that it's yours forever.
Instead you watch from a distance, as the gold and jewels are polished until they shine brighter and brighter with the sun they reflect, and slowly, you start to despair as you watch others mistreat and scatter the treasure you adore, wishing that you could only get close enough to pick up the pieces. Slowly, barriers are built up until you barely see the person you once knew hiding from the cruelty of the world, and you fall apart.

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This is sad, but beautifully written.
It's a painful experience.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.