Vulnerability. Like that of a mirror.

She's white, she's pale. Like the mirror that follows her everywhere.
It's in the purse she carries everywhere. It's in the car she sits in. It follows her wherever she goes.
She shines when she's happy. Like the mirror shines when it's clean.
She shows what she sees.
She says the truth. Maybe that's why people don't like her.
She reflects what's shown to her. Maybe that's why people hate her so much.
People get angry all the time.
She's like the mirror that follows her wherever she goes.
She shines on like a crazy diamond. She's white, she's pale and honest.
People don't like her, like they hate the mirror.
They get angry because they don't like the truth and yet they come back because the lies seem to grown on them.
She's much like the mirror you see your face in every morning.
You don't like what you see but you're still going to look again.
She's vulnerable too, like the mirror.
For she has a heart and the mirror's glass.
Hearts&Glasses can be broken so easily, unfortunately.
People get angry and break her heart.
And when someone comes and tries to fix her, she can't stand again.
Just like the mirror, the fall hurt so much that it's never going to be the same again.
She's exactly like the mirror she can't resist looking into.
She passes her time contemplating at the first wall she can lay her eyes on.
The wall seems to have become her best friend lately.
She's no less than a mirror.
You can hurt her easily.
But then again..
Before you break her heart, don't forget,
Broken mirrors can hurt you back.

Vulnerabilty is a funny thing. As for now, very funny indeed.

-Wish.

Mr.Stubborn. XOXO

Now I’m sure you all have had your days of anger or pain.

I’m sure you all have had those breakdowns when all you needed was that one person who’d just be there and hear all you have to say.

We all have our bad days and we all have that one person in our lives.

That one person who’s always going to be there when you look to the right.

That one person who’s always going to be the first and the last one to call you and ask what’s wrong.

That one person who would be the first one to run and search the whole Malviya Nagar even if it’s 10 p.m. only because you didn’t reach home.

That one person who will always be the ONLY person who would have the hold to call you whatever he likes.

That one person who would have tasted every fucking dish you’ve ever made.

That one person who’s going to be the ONLY one who has talked to you at every fucking time of the day irrespective of whether it’s a.m. or p.m.

That one person who would miss you the most when you travel cross country.

He’s going to be there every time you go missing. He’s going to be there every time you update a sad status to ask, “Kya hua oye?”

He’s always going to be the only guy who’s going to take you on a scooty ride a day before his birthday at 9.p.m. only because he wanted to show you what he’s going to wear the next day.

He’s going to be the only person who’s going to see all your profilers and read all your captions and yet, is never going to comment on them.

He is going to be that one person you know can’t go anywhere no matter what you do because in the end, it’s going to be you and him.

For me, this person is always going to be him. I won’t name him but he knows it’s him I’m talking about.

So yeah, we all have our bad days.

He had one too.

I couldn’t make him smile so here’s my post attempt to get him to do that one thing that means the most in the world to me.

Until this stubborn jerk smiles,

WISH.