I can believe no one is truly understood, that makes everyone misunderstood.
No one can truly know every bit of another person, because people change, like the tide.
Well written and well played. ^^
As someone who is ambiguphobic, this really hit home. Always thinking where I should feel because I never want to mistake moments of selfishness for tenderness. Beautiful.
No just kidding. I like the format, the repetition of the focus word, the reminder that we are all misunderstood to some degree. We are, as they say, 50 shades of Gray in a Black & White world.
Simplicity is beauty, and you've portrayed the side of being misunderstood that invokes acceptance, no longer anything else, such as frustration or hatred or irritation.
I also feel that, in a twist of irony, someone may misunderstand this piece eventually . . .
I quite enjoyed this
"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you."
-Oscar Wilde
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