there once is a girl named rhea.
if i tell this story
will you laugh at me?
don’t laugh. just don’t.
there once is a girl named rhea.
you heard me right,
that’s her name.
it’s not that bad of a name.
so she falls in love with a guy
and i know it’s predictable but
there’s something magical—
Like i said, there’s something magical.
You don’t believe me.
You don’t understand.
shut up, then
and let me talk.
she falls in love with a guy
named chris.
so it’s a common name, shut up.
and it’s not like
it’s not like i was naming him after you.
she falls in love and her world
the world is more colorful. she
can see colors where she never looked before.
If you don’t be quiet i’m not going to finish.
there is something beautiful in looking, really looking
for once in your life stopping to—
i wasn’t going to say smell the roses. i wasn’t.
i was going to say stopping to look at someone, really
seeing who they are
as though you are meeting for the very first time
and falling in love.
i suppose you have never done it before.
Fine. so it’s a stupid story, so it’s cliche, so it’s
what? it’s not a self insert, stupid.
You don’t spell Rhianna like rhea.
yeah, like
i would name a character after myself.
