oh to be adored. to be cared for. looked at. no not looked at; seen for how you wish to be seen how you know you are. where did this longing come from? is it because I don't have that adoration? or because I had it once, and now it's lost. or is it because I felt a snippet of it, and long for more? who will ever know the mysteries of the world.
I don't even know what this is. I think it was supposed to be like, infused with No One Noticed by the Marias...
