12 October 2009
I finally felt that I have found the one...
I love everything about him...
He is perfectly imperfect...
He makes me smile, he makes me laugh.
He makes me sad, he makes me angry.
He's playful and cheeky. The kind that can make you swoon a million times over.
I love it when he smiles, I love it when he complains.
I do get jealous when he's out there laughing with his friends having a good time. But who am I to stop him from grabbing his own happiness...
He smells like a mixture of things. From soap to nature. I love it. Makes me feel calm and safe.
When he touches me, I could have sworn that my heart skipped more than one beat. A single touch alone could render me helpless. When he talks to me, everything just fades away. It's just me and him...
Alas, could this all be just a dream?
I can't help but think at times, when he comes to me for attention, is it purely because he needs it or because I'm just the other person he goes to for comfort. If his friends are not around, am I just another play thing?
Does he appreciate the things that I do for him? Does he appreaciate it with all of his heart? I'm not just someone he could use to get all the things he wants right?
Wish as I might, for him to be mine, I try all my might to stay by his side...
He is the most beautiful disaster that ever happened to me. And if this were to fade away, at least I know that it lasted this long. I would love it if he feels the same way as I. Because as far as I can see, he's entire being is my mind day and night.
I'm terrified to tell him how I feel about him. But then again, he might have known all this while. Just didn't say a word of it to me at all...
I pray and pray so hard everyday, for his safety and his health. So that no matter how things change, I'll still be able to see him, whether close by me or from afar...
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My thoughts for a certain someone who gave me wire roses...
I love everything about him...
He is perfectly imperfect...
He makes me smile, he makes me laugh.
He makes me sad, he makes me angry.
He's playful and cheeky. The kind that can make you swoon a million times over.
I love it when he smiles, I love it when he complains.
I do get jealous when he's out there laughing with his friends having a good time. But who am I to stop him from grabbing his own happiness...
He smells like a mixture of things. From soap to nature. I love it. Makes me feel calm and safe.
When he touches me, I could have sworn that my heart skipped more than one beat. A single touch alone could render me helpless. When he talks to me, everything just fades away. It's just me and him...
Alas, could this all be just a dream?
I can't help but think at times, when he comes to me for attention, is it purely because he needs it or because I'm just the other person he goes to for comfort. If his friends are not around, am I just another play thing?
Does he appreciate the things that I do for him? Does he appreaciate it with all of his heart? I'm not just someone he could use to get all the things he wants right?
Wish as I might, for him to be mine, I try all my might to stay by his side...
He is the most beautiful disaster that ever happened to me. And if this were to fade away, at least I know that it lasted this long. I would love it if he feels the same way as I. Because as far as I can see, he's entire being is my mind day and night.
I'm terrified to tell him how I feel about him. But then again, he might have known all this while. Just didn't say a word of it to me at all...
I pray and pray so hard everyday, for his safety and his health. So that no matter how things change, I'll still be able to see him, whether close by me or from afar...
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My thoughts for a certain someone who gave me wire roses...
what we could have been, 9:17 pm.
