the question is

i wrote this right after watching mememollys video. feedback? (:

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The question is: are you anybody’s favorite person? I know that, I ma’am, am not. It’s a proven fact. But I can tell you that I have a favorite person. They may not know it, but they, to me, are perfection. Their voice is as soothing as the ocean water soaking the hot beach sand. Their eyes are as piercing as a snake’s fang penetrating its prey. Their stance is as graceful as a swan upon water. I know for a fact that I am no more than a mere username in the same chat room that they have not and will not acknowledge. I know that if I were to make an effort into making some sort of video for them, there is very slim chance that they would even notice its existence. I, my friend, am not a very good video maker, but I am very fond of my writing skills. They may not be as excelled as others but I am appreciative of what I have. Also, if I were to make a video to the best of my ability, I am almost certain that my favorite person on the entire globe will not see to it as important. I don’t blame them. I am just another fangirl in their pool of minions. I’m sure that you think that I should refer to my favorite person as more of a compassionate person. But the thing is that they will not ever find me interesting at all. With someone in their ranks, they do not acknowledge the small people. I know that I seem judgmental with the way that I am describing my favorite person, and I’m quite sorry for that. I’m sure that if there is ever a way in a monsoon that they were to come across this & if they were to prove me wrong I would apologize. Well, you see, the thing is that I don’t feel that I am good enough to pay a tribute to my favorite person. They are pure perfection, like a spitting image of an angel sent from above and I am nothing but a common street rat that is most likely frowned upon. I know that I am not worthy of their greatness but maybe, when hell freezes over, they will discover this and realize how unfortunate I am and take pity on my pathetic-ness. On account of, I am only worthy of their pity. Why is it that I think I am not worthy? The answer to that question is quite obvious and easy: I am not. My favorite person as I’ve said many a time before is complete and utter perfection. I feel that even if pigs were to sprout wings and learn to fly and my favorite person were to find this they would find it quite funny and forget it. I know that I, in the whole span of my life time, shall not forget this favorite person. Yes, I may learn to have a new favorite person but I will never forget how much this person had changed my life. So if I were to ask them, a question I wonder if they’d acknowledge me enough to say yes, I am. What is that question I’d ask them? The question is: are you anybody’s favorite person?