To be seen is rare these days. No one takes the time. The ones that do, gone too soon. What do they see?
Maybe I'm just a dirt covered stone. Something that they stub their toe on, a momentary obstacle that can be kicked half-hazardly out of the way. Or maybe something gleams within, beneath that layer of grime.
I was valued once. Then I feared it. I still fear it. Being cleaned and displayed like a treasure, glimmering with dark starlight. Shown with pride. Complimented. Fingers stroking every facet. Coveted enough to inspire theft.
It's wonderful, that feeling. To be loved. But there's always some flaw that gets noticed. Or someone who worries about the stars in the eyes of those who find me. A reason to throw me away.
Everyone has flaws. I do not possess anyone. I do not wish to cause anyone trouble. Yet somehow I do.
So I will burrow myself in deeper this time and hope the dirt sticks.
COMMENTS
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SavageBitch
18:06 Jun 24 2022
Don’t hide yourself you are beautiful flaws and all.
FoxFire
18:50 Jun 24 2022
Thank you.
RedWolfGamer36
23:58 Jun 26 2022
No reason to hide.