Interlude...

Really wish I could read and see everyone’s posts…but they’re all censored. :/

You took a gamble and lost,

Playing 52 card pick-up with a deck of paper hearts

(on the pavement)

Emotional wreck.

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My rival challenges me.

Maybe without knowing it,

But she does.

It frustrates me sometimes.

(How can one person be that intelligent?)

She makes me feel so artless and naïve.

With those black glasses that somehow dampers the impact those eyes have.

But because of that it makes me fight back.

Maybe without her knowing it,

But I do.

Wanting to prove my worth,

As a writer.

As a photographer.

Learning more as I go along.

My rival topples my greatest achievements without even trying.

My adversary makes me strive.

As insignificant as I am, I want to grow, and learn, and sharpen myself.

If for anything just to be a mere shadow of the artist she is.

Some of your best friends challenge you more than anything else.

-VS