u/DarkCoins247

I am accustomed to the quiet architecture of my own isolation. I built it up to be that way.

The world sees the stark contrast of pale skin and black hair; they recognize a sharp mind, and they assume the distance I keep is effortless. I'm helpful, knowledgeable, won't gatekeep....but somehow untouchable, in a league of my own.

In truth, beneath this composed surface is a chaotic, restless need to step into the wreckage of others, and to play the savior. I'm always restless. Call me adhd 🤙

...And then, I look at you.

You exist in the soft margins of our shared spaces during the weekdays, always respectful and by the book. Always kind, fair.

There is something equally dangerous in genuine goodness. (I imagine it tastes divine.)

You have no idea that your simple presence, has become the only calm in my endless noise. You are the one exception to the way I move through this life.

You do not need to be saved, managed, or fixed. You only need to be known.

And for the first time, I find myself longing to lay down my armor, step out of the chaos, and simply be the one who knows you, and gets lost in the calm blue of your eyes.

-another mislabeled human in their 30s

I am accustomed to the quiet architecture of my own isolation. I built it up to be that way.

The world sees the stark contrast of pale skin and black hair; they recognize a sharp mind, and they assume the distance I keep is effortless.

I'm helpful, knowledgeable, won't gatekeep....but somehow untouchable, in a league of my own.

In truth, beneath this composed surface is a chaotic, restless need to step into the wreckage of others, and to play the savior.

I'm always restless. Call me adhd 🤙

...And then, I look at you.

You exist in the soft margins of our shared spaces during the weekdays, always respectful and by the book. Always kind, fair.

There is something equally dangerous in genuine goodness. (I imagine it tastes divine.)

You have no idea that your simple presence, has become the only calm in my endless noise.

You are the one exception to the way I move through this life.

You do not need to be saved, managed, or fixed. You only need to be known.

And for the first time, I find myself longing to lay down my armor, step out of the chaos, and simply be the one who knows you, and gets lost in the calm blue of your eyes.

-another mislabeled human in their 30s

I admit, I waited for you to make a move.

From my past experiences with life, I have observed that men will only value something they hunted, chased and won for themselves 🏆

When a woman does the hunting, the chasing and the take down of their prey, the prey usually becomes bored and dissappears.

I've rolled the ball back to you. While I understand it is less risky for me to initiate, I don't want you to get bored and shut the door.

- A ballless person (technically)

To the one looking at the floor (mostly...),

It’s a strange kind of tragedy for me personally, being a portrait in a room where the only person you want to visit refuses to look at the walls.

It’s incredibly exhausting being this intimidating. The least you could do is be terrified of me, from a much closer distance.

But the silence stretches, I suppose I’ll keep waiting, and you’ll keep looking away. Both of us foolishly convinced the other is entirely out of reach.

• another mislabeled human in their 30s

Didn't you know, you have a brightness about you?

Didn't you know, it seems to illuminate your face?

Didn't you know, that's unique? Really, it is.

To be so utterly calm and present. To exist so, untouched by the world.

Didn't you know, that somehow that is attractive? In such a way, that a fall day is attractive. It's the perfect temperature. It has all the perfect memories. It feels, nostalgic almost.

Who doesn't love a fall day?

The breeze, the crisp feeling on your skin. The smell of, almost the right amount of burnt sugar somewhere, somehow. The anticipation of fall nights with fires, friends, and adventure.

Didn't you know?

You deserve all of the words and letters 🫶🏻

Didn't you know, you have a brightness about you?

Didn't you know, it seems to illuminate your face?

Didn't you know, that's unique? Really, it is.

To be so utterly calm and present. To exist so, untouched by the world.

Didn't you know, that somehow that is attractive. In such a way, that a fall day is attractive. It's the perfect temperature. It has all the perfect memories. It feels, nostalgic almost.

Who doesn't love a fall day?

The breeze, the crisp feeling on your skin. The smell of, almost the right amount of burnt sugar somewhere, somehow. The anticipation of the fall nights, with fires, friends, and adventure.

Didn't you know? You are worth all of the words, and love letters

You don't know for sure, but you often question if I'm flirting with you. I am. You probably look at me, and wonder if someone like me would have even give you the time of day, had we not met how we did. I can only say that.. I wish you saw yourself through my eyes.

I have actually, loved you from a distance for quite some time. I want so badly to tell you that I love who you are, who you are building yourself to be, and who you used to be, too.

Falling for you, happened in moments where I didn't realize it. It was steady, and I couldn't see it. I couldn't measure it, and it compounded behind the scenes. At first, it was moments where I liked looking into your eyes a little too much, for it to be just a casual glance on my end. I noticed I actually was nervous talking to you, and that was definitely out of place.

Eventually, I wondered what it would be like to just ask you, to touch me? Expose the need for you to take control of the situation and genuinely show a physical interest in me. I wanted lines to blur. .

All of this is as crazy, as hoping you see this, AND believe I actually am the one human that wrote it.

• another mislabeled human in their 30s

You don't know for sure, but you often question if I'm flirting with you. I am. You probably look at me, and wonder if someone like me would have even give you the time of day, had we not met how we did.
I can only say that.. I wish you saw yourself through my eyes.

I have actually, loved you from a distance for quite some time. I want so badly to tell you that I love who you are, who you are building yourself to be, and who you used to be, too.

Falling for you, happened in moments where I didn't realize it. It was steady, and I couldn't see it. I couldn't measure it, and it compounded behind the scenes. At first, it was moments where I liked looking into your eyes a little too much, for it to be just a casual glance on my end. I noticed I actually was nervous talking to you, and that was definitely out of place.

Eventually, I wondered what it would be like to just ask you, to touch me? Expose the need for you to take control of the situation and genuinely show a physical interest in me. I wanted lines to blur.

That final ahah moment, above, happened right in front of you.

Did I laugh at myself internally, yes. And then.... I awkwardly dipped. It was bad timing for a persons brain to go to lust. Honestly.

All of this is as crazy, as hoping you see this, AND believe I actually am the one human that wrote it.

- another mislabeled human in their 30s