Have you ever felt like sitting down with someone in a nice quiet place with warm street lights, turn 45 degrees towards that someone, looked at him/her and said, 'You know.....' and started telling that someone the deepest most secret you have that not even people who know you for more than half of your life have any clue bout?
Thats me. More than often, i will experience that uneasiness and felt like vomiting out all those facts about me. But i never did. The one time i did, i wrote it down on several postcards (the only paper i cld find at tt time) and gave it to that someone to read while i sat beside. The response from that someone was better than what i'd expected and it make me realised that its not tt hard aft all. Nt tt hard to express how i honestly, truthfully and seriously feel.
Maybe its the fear of rejection. Or maybe its just me being afraid of losing the trust and respect from my special someone. But tonight, like many other nights that occurs every now and then, i felt like sitting down beside you, under dimly lighted streetlights at our midpoint, and started off with 'you know, this past three years...' and tell you all my happiness and unhappiness, surprises and shocks, friends and enemies i had have.
My three years that past like a blink yet the cuts were deep, the pain deeply felt even till this day.
My three years that sometimes i wish it cld start all over and sometimes i wish that it will end right now.
My three years where you had kept close contact with me to nag at me like my parents, support me when i was depressed and push me on whenever i felt like giving up.
'You know, during the event that signifies the end of my three years, i took this picture, seriously wishing that you were here with me, right now, right here.'
Thinking of you, right here, right now.
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