How ever did you come to this?
And as the days progress I feel myself losing track of what I once saw a priority. I've yet to deem this negative or positive, I just see it as a change. To slip back into myself and remain their, only letting in those who belong. To disappear, only being seen by those with true eyes. Eyes that see what everyone else thinks isn't there. Oh, the irony of you. Sweet sweet irony.
"Accept the things you cannot change."
Someone asked me what I wanted for Christmas, but they got no response. I have her, was what I thought to myself. And as trivial and childhood crush-like as it may sound, I long for nothing more. While my eyes may wander, my heart and mind remain stationary. There's nothing better than this and to ask for anything more would be nothing short of selfish. So dear sir, I have everything I want and I need nor want for anything more, but thanks for asking.