What do I wish people knew about me before speaking to me? It’s just a simple question. So it should be a simple answer, right? The truth is, for me it never will be because there is so much I want them to know but yet so little at the same time. I want them to know that I love so wholeheartedly, and easily get attached. But that also doesn’t mean I will sit there and let you walk all over me, except sometimes it turns into that. I will give you so many chances, again and again and again. That would be the simple answer, that would be the answer my ‘friends’ and family would give you. but that’s not the answer that really matters. The answer that would matter if anyone knew me well enough to answer would be that after I say something I will think about it for days to come, if I could have said something different or if I hurt their feelings, or if I came off weird. Another answer would be that I don’t just love to read, it’s something that fulfills so many things my heart yearns for, and how I’m waiting for my own fairytale. Or how when someone compliments me, it doesn’t just ‘make my day’ it makes my whole world, I’ll remember those little things that you said just on random and forgot about after. They would tell you sometimes I get really sad and don’t exactly know why. What do I wish people knew about me before speaking to me? There are so many complicated answers to that simple question.