Sunday, April 09, 2006
LIKE?
We’ve been exchanging these easy banters for a while now, and each time I can sense the wanting you have for me increasing. Maybe the reason is you can sense mine as well? Besides the initial attraction we have towards another, it’s the thoughts we imprint in each other’s mind that entices us towards one another.
Have I been analyzing too much of the words you use? Have I thought a lot about what to say to you, how to lure your feelings towards me?
Your eyes tend to linger more when we talk and there’s something in your smile that I haven’t noticed before, it’s different; it has more pleasure and ease in them.
You’ve started confiding in me your rants and raves; this relationship has come a long way. Wasn’t it a few months ago that I used to bother you whenever I thought the time was appropriate? It was my meager means to start a conversation with you.
Have you missed the out-of-the-blue questions I asked? Didn’t you notice with that one question our conversation tend to last hours? I always defended my inner thoughts with humor; I’ve been blessed enough to avoid uncomfortable topics regarding myself however; I couldn’t avoid them from you indefinitely. It was all a ploy wasn’t it? The way I sometimes reply tactlessly and yet, you read my eyes and notice that there’s something deeper from my brash opinions. You took your time, tried to understand my complicated and contrasting personality.
I’ve grown accustomed to listening to your voice before I turn in for the night. As I sleep I’m comforted in knowing the first person who’ll think of me is you, how can I not presume about it whenever I wake in the morning I receive a sms from you. My daily schedule is filled with you now and in a way it feels right, I usually get goose bumps when it happens and I walk away. I’m not yet ready a part of me says I still have a lot to do, a lot of desires to fulfill. Settling down hasn’t appealed to me yet, or has it?
I still won’t give in I remind you but you casually agreed with what I stated. Maybe you already know the end result? You seem pretty confident and tend to make measures as to how we relate to each other. You even tend to take my hand nowadays where as I used to initiate the action first. Having you in my arms feels right, I didn’t even notice that I tend to inhale whenever we lock arms until you pointed it out. An embrace won’t be a real one unless I take in your scent, I say.
Maybe what I’ve been claiming that we were meant for each other is true. Could it be that I simply forced us to be meant for one another? I doubt the latter.
Should I have you read what I’ve written here? Your probably reaction would be the same as always and provide me your honest opinion with a touch of humor mingled with affection.
I miss you.
I’ll see you soon.
posted by vinz @ 8:13 AM
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