It was the defiance in your gaze that caught my eye at first. The way you did the opposite of what anyone told you, for the sake of proving them wrong. Sometimes you succeeded, and sometimes you didn’t. But it never stopped you from being you. Down to the core. Making your own way, on your own terms. Maybe that was what fascinated me for so long. What left me in awe. Maybe it was some of the things you said. What left me speechless.
(But I’m restless,
ruling my own city without mandate or
consensus, putting up
taking something so breakable as penance
and helping it
Being alive is not a competition, but death calls to my indecision.
I didn’t know how to respond to such a comment. Indecision was never a part of who you…
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