superlative person
there are some people in our lives that affect us more than we want them to. they are the ones we love, hate, respect, value the most. i call them the superlative persons.
there are only a few superlative persons in my life. i can count them using my fingers in just one hand. but none of them moves, threatens, influences, affects me more than you do.
and you are abusing your power…
when you are a positive force, you can make me feel great even if my whole world is crumbling in front of me. you can make me smile while watching my future go bleaker by the moment. you can make me laugh even if i am the world’s greatest joke. you can make me forget about the whole world by just a single happy thought of you.
you are the most beautiful thing in my world. at the same time, you are the scariest.
when you feel like punishing me, you are god. my emotions act at your command. you make me cry. you make me mad. you make my mood go wild. you make me hate me. you make me hate you. and yet, i can’t get rid of the need for you.
please don’t play god on me.
