Everything I Love

I am a little more sensitive person than others. In order to survive in the world, I put many regulations into my life. What I should not do, what I am not be able to do, what I have to avoid, etc. Maybe the restrictions make me seem like a negative person, but that's really the minimum for me to survive. And it is also the utmost effort to be considerate of others.

I find very little thing. It is a tiny tiny thing and may be invisible to others, but I can see it. And I keep it in my mind, seeing how it reacts with other things I have already. Sometimes it conflicts with what I know, and sometimes it accumulates on my thinking or feeling. I try to distinguish what's going on in my mind and in my head with several lines, but if it doesn't work out, my body is very tired. So I need more time than others to digest my thoughts and emotions. This may seem like a pretty unnecessary and tiring task, but that's why there are things that only I can recognize, and it's quite special.

The most special ability among them is probably that I can recognize people's specific eyes. I look at people's eyes. I like the eyes full of vitality. However, it also has a wide variety of types depending on the time period. Eyes that have never been recognized by anyone and have never been hatched, eyes that have burst like red pomegranate kernels that have already revealed their insides, eyes that have captured something once but have nothing left. I recognize those eyes. Usually I ignore and move on, because I can't take responsibility for the person's life. Full of possibilities, but unsolicited movements only hurt each other. But nevertheless, there are rare occasions when I willingly intervene in their life. Even though I know I'm accompanied by pain to be broken. And I know exactly what I can give.

So if you ask me what love I did, this is it. Inviting those eyes to the world. And what was the love I received, it was those eyes. To him, I was beauty itself. The satisfaction I felt when I looked at him was like that. To live as a beautiful being to someone.