Many people proclaim that writing is an outlet whereby people actually have the opportunity to clearly magnify their emotions.

However, is that actually true?

Many of us actually craft these written words and those unspoken ones are all merely filtered away like the pulp and the orange juice. The juice is delicious and simply delightful. Disputably, some people may actually detest the refreshing scent and texture of the pulp, whereas others may actually consume the pulp with relish. What's the point then?

It is simply the perspective we take.

We have differing stands.

We are DIFFERENT.

We are not alike.
We do not think the same things.
We do not want the same goals.
We do not miss the same things.
We do not share.

We have never shared. It is hard. It is as challenging as taking a volcano rock and likening it to cold fish. Cold fish. Where are you?

You're cold like fish.
We're cold like fish.
We're cold like cold fish.
We are not the same.

Everyone is not like that.
Everyone loves different things.
Some like cold fish, some like hot rocks.
We are merely separate entities.

A memory is a memory.
It can remain.

It's not always about you.
Sometimes it is.
Fishes are not diamonds.
Diamonds. Maybe I like fishes better.
Even with flaws.
But I am lying.