Just like anyone else starting their teenage years , I was the excited , hyper version of myself , desperate to see what life had in store for me next . I woke up with a blinding smile every single morning ( whether the sun was shining , or the rain was crashing down outside my window ) , I laughed at every stupid joke , brought positivity to every room I walked into - no matter how dull - and cheered every one up , even if that meant doing a stupid little dance , because I was the type of person who saw happiness in everything.
In the small ; in the big , In cats , In dogs , In old couples , In chocolate . In brussel sprouts !?
In every. single. person I met .
I saw a story . I never saw appearances as important . They were really just things we were never happy with and continuously changing to make everyone around us happy. What has that got to do with who a person is ? It doesn't say anything about who they are and what their heart is like and yet we still live in a world of pure judgement. From a look. Something most of us can't change. Something we are just born with. Something you CAN change - But hardly drastically. But inside lives a heart. Inside lives a personality. That's what makes a person.
I looked into everyone's eyes .
Green .
Blue .
Brown .
All of them .
They might LOOK similar , But they are always so different .
I see a story.
I find a glint of hope , when a tear is falling - like a waterfall (Beautiful but scary to slide down).
I see light when eyelashes flicker.
I see love when they blink at each other and I see anger. Every emotion.- You name it , I could sense it.
But that's all in the past.
It's like I could tell whenever someone needed something .
It felt so special .
I don't know what it was about turning thirteen that gave me all this hope .
All this light .
All this positivity....
But I took it and I spread it to everyone I was ever to meet . On the way to school , holding a door open , on the bus , anywhere .
It was like a gift . One I was never taking for granted.
A gift no one gave me ; one I felt everyone was worthy of gaining from . I made sure that everyone received a portion of it . I Made sure I never forgot her , or him , or them. I Made sure I never left anyone out .
But sometimes I wonder if I really did forget someone .....
There is always that possibility.
but I'm sure I counted correctly.
Oh.
well .
I guess we all make mistakes.