gratefulness
I remember, I was kissed by him, and him too. before they went to work. while I was almost awake, half sleeping. just like the drawing I saw. I wish I could see that, me being kissed like this by him and him. maybe another him before. I was blessed with such moments. and with tremendous amount of other ones. But I noticed that, I could not bear to continue. because... of the tiresome inside of me. which was a natural status. I can't help choosing the truth, instead of ideas of making up. into a long term deal. to preserve it like processed food, in order to taste later in life. I cherish them, the men I was in love with. the days of those times. and myself being affected and influenced by them respectively. I noticed my changes being with these different significant others. I noticed how they've changed because of me. and I went back to myself again. I really like how they were before we blended together... can't we stay who we are while being together? I heard my own wo...