Blind Items
with the purest form of honesty,
without a total disclosure of truth
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Volume 1
I look at the mirror keenly
long thin lashes, buck teeth, lanky structure
I distinguish the features that I might have maternally inherited
long thin lashes, buck teeth, lanky structure
I distinguish the features that I might have maternally inherited
I try to separate them from all the unfamiliar parts
- in hopes to have a glimpse of the other body who partook in bringing me into existence
dark moles, jet black eyebrows, scattered spider veins
dark moles, jet black eyebrows, scattered spider veins
I was smart to keep it as a secret
I had no keepsake or witness to remind me of how I was dumb for you
but please stop appearing in my dreams
I didn't have any idea if you feel the same
and I didn't want to ruin our friendship
thus I had to learn how to feel contented just with your presence
is it a bad thing that your face still comforts me?
is it a bad thing that your face still comforts me?
when I knew that you liked me too, I was delighted
I didn’t even regret not learning about it earlier
it made me accept that I wasn’t confused
what we felt was mutual
and natural - that's all that matters
it made me accept that I wasn’t confused
what we felt was mutual
and natural - that's all that matters
