THE GIRL WHO NEVER WAS

He has spoken words to me that I never even had knowledge of. The way he twists his tones and makes it sound like the giggles of a gentle newborn. He always likes making things easier, but why is he so difficult to fathom? I’ve known him long enough to tell about a struggle to classify if his words are either taken from the heart or just merely uttered. You can never truly distinguish if he’s saying what he really feels, narrating what you want to hear or maybe both. I do know that all he wants is for everyone’s betterment, that he wants a smile painted on everyone’s face. With this, he has always drawn a curve with his lips as well, even when his eyes whisper a chaos of thoughts, a mess in his feelings. I want to understand. I want to dig into his fears, his unforgettable birthday, and his favorite memory. I want to know what he thinks of when the rain pours, do the roars of thunder frighten him? And what he sees when he faces a mirror, has he found out who he is yet, or are we both looking for the same person?

Emotion by Carly Rae Jepsen

Do it without sugarcoating. Tell her the most truthful words there are, even if that means you’ll hurt her feelings. Speak of what she should be hearing: about rainstorms,but do not ever let her dance in another drizzle again. At least, with rainstorms, a rainbow is sure to come right after; but with drizzles, they could just be the calm start of a disaster.