boomerang

when people hurt me,
i'll think of them as Sandpaper.
the may scrub or scratch me painfully,
but eventually i'll end up smooth and polished.
while they get worn out.

baby,
you should never be tired of what life brings you.
in this big 'area' of life,
we may have different variables that shape the perimeter of our individuality.
we meet in a common point,
our friendship.
and i'm willing to change my own equation just to meet you at the point,
that's what maths can't do.




yc