‘I see you. You see me.’
That is such a cliché phrase. Makes one want to puke.
Because I don’t see you. I look straight through you. Your eyes are like a flat sunny-side up omelette. Although the omelette is far more juicy and lively. Your eyes are not even empty spaces. They are just flat surfaces, stuck on your face idiotically. And I look through every inch of you.
Every little bone.
Every little feeling.
And you don’t see me too. You look straight through me. My eyes are like flat sunny-side up omelette………
Then what are we still cribbing about ?