Why do people treat each other
In such a way
As if we each need more help in feeling unhappy?
The hardest thing is positivity
Mine: continually being smudged out by others
Thanks, but I can do that myself
Wandering around alone and having short charming interactions with strangers makes me happier than any other way I spend my time. (If only all relationships would stay in that blissful stage of newness and wonder.)
that last bit…