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I don't really know what to write about myself. For as long as I can remember, I've always found a great difficulty when it came to writing or talking about myself. I guess you can call me self-less or rather indescrible. I wish I could tell you something great like I can fly and soar to great heights or that I've saved many lives from danger...but no, I can't because that would be a lie. I'm not average nor am I conventional but I'm not extraordinary either. I don't really know where I fit. Haha. But thats one of the many wonders of life...trying to discover just who you are but due to the fact thats quite a long process and life isn't exactly forgiving when it comes to time...I don't think I should waste it being lost. So I gotta go find the girl named Kashmir-Nashay and when I meet her I'll let you know all there is to know about her. Hence, the blog.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Perfect Stranger....

A Few Summers Ago...
I ran into the perfect stranger.
The environment which contained us,
was filled with chaos.
And well he didn't actually notice me,
but when my eyes were first introduced
to his existance...
I guess you can say I was slightly intrigued
by his essence or...
maybe it was my "somewhat" infatuation...
that desired some of his attention.
There was a rather awkward acquaintance,
which soon birthed a new friendship.
The infatuation dissolved into nothing but,
the friendship grew.
Our time was spent having fun with a soundtrack
of laughter.
But eventually the summer ended
and time seperated this stranger and I.
We departed with hugs and promises to
"keep in touch".
Some pages on the calender turned,
but we followed through with our agreement.

And in future,
this stranger and I met again,
but now we were no longer foreigners to each others
being...
Because we were formally educated on the basics the previous
summer.
Well the question of deeper feelings lingered.
A new year began...
and while chatting in the wee hours...
a request was sent.
Believe it or not...
My life was destined to change,
when I parted my lips and said...
"Yes".
This stranger and I fell with our hearts merged.
Emotionally losing control...in a good way.
For the times we kissed,
we were so close, my nerves were dancing to the beat of his
heart.
Who knew that being in love could...
look, taste, and feel so good.
Yeah, sometimes love can express a bitter taste and...
smiles are temporarily replaced with tears.
But true love is forever sweet.

Who is this stranger you ask?
His name is Marcus.

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