we cannot judge. we cannot even have an opinion. or, can we? we can only stand near the door and watch as souls shift in people, or wait till layers wear out. do people look at me like i look at them? you know someone. you like that someone. in one way or the other they make you feel special. then one afternoon you hear another someone telling Facts about former someone. you pray that you don't end up hating former someone. you receive a text from them. you hate to open it. you hesitate before replying. you go offline. i wonder how many times people have gone offline because of me. how many times did they take a longer route to avoid me. have i been an angel one minute and devil the next minute? though we say it's all about perspective, doesn't it hurt? angles? #YQbaba
