• Most people love my vibrant, bright, warm, largest eyes. I do, but I don't mean to sound conceded. But today, whenever I bothered to look your way, I put on my coldest,most uncaring eyes, my body possibly knew. But it was definetly not a glare. No,no,no it was definetly NOT a glare. You tried to say 'hello' with another,yet again, stolen. "What a surprise" you did not hear me say sarcastically. I'd act as if couldn't hear you. You picked up my dropped something, I said thank you. But ever so formally. I never forget my manners. Not a chance. That night, you sent me a message. I didn't dare myself to respond. You sent more, with anger I presume. But nonetheless, I noticed that your trademark " biggrin " was never forgotton. That agaitated me as it always did. You can't always be a mediator, I tried to explain. You didn't get it. I'm assuming you didn't mean to annoy every cell of my body and mind, but somehow you did. I did not tell you this. I never stay angry for long. Everybody must know that by now. But you... I am truly angry with. I'm sick, and tired of YOU. You make me enraged with your infuriating manor. Your lies, your annoying,fake laugh. I'm just angry with you. But I never show it. My eyes cover. I am ignoring you. You don't exist to me.