Still can’t stop biting my lower lip

The hopeless romantic in me is rearing its head now, constantly begging me for letting him out to play.

As a result, please refrain from being too surprise if you happen to see me snapping fingers while seemingly humming a tune with some form of body-languages thrown in at the same time. I am not really myself now, and therefore you should put the blame on my wild vivid imagination for these mishaps of mine that occurred or about to take place real soon.

Help!!! I might melt from the warmth, the finger-crossing, and the light-headiness induced by an all-too-eager anticipation any minute now!

Awwwwww……. Me and my silly soft spot. :) :) :)

Biting my lower lip even harder

Come to think of it, I was too dumbstrucked by that rush of blood to my head, and the awkward manner of me blushing & frozen all at the same time didn’t do much help either. Everything ended before I even had the time to catch a good breath in bid for a proper composure.

I can’t quite recall the last time I was overwhelmed by such strong sensation, but at that very moment in time, it truly felt like I’ve somehow rediscovered the sense of innocent adoration in me again. It wasn’t an Ogle-and-i-wanna-get-into-your-pants kinda attraction but an I-wish-we-could-get-to-know-each-other-a-little-bit-better kinda affection.

I knew I liked you before I saw you, perhaps?

Still biting my lower lip

I guess it was so much of a surprise that it totally caught me off-guard and even halted my usually trusty train-of-thoughts on the spot.

But can you blame me? I mean…I wasn’t exactly expecting anything out of my sudden surge of infatuation, let alone a big positive sign of green light from her!

“I went over and told her that you wanna get to know her, which she then responded (to such spontaneity) with a smile.” I was told.

REALLY!!!!!!!!!!???????????

Biting my lower lip

(What’s the best way to banish the gap between 2 perfect strangers)


*Sigh*

.

Others have kicked the door wide open for me, and the one & only thing I needed to do was to swallow those damn pride of mine & take a bold step forward—toward her direction.

Where’s my constantly overflowing courage & sincerity when I need them the most?

What the heck was I thinking!?

IdefinitelyDESERVEaGOODhardKICKinTHISdumbHEADofMINE.

Different day, Same questions

“Should I stay in bed for maybe just 10 more minutes?”

“Should I forego the most-important-meal-of-the-day?”

“Which CD should I load into the player?”

“WTF!!! Traffic jam again!?”

“Why is it an absolute obligation for a grown man to keep a job?”

"Why can’t you guys just LEAVE ME ALONE & try keeping all your words to yourselves!?”

“Should I skip lunch today?”

“Is there a place where I could catch a nap without being seen?”

“What should I do later to sweat it all out/ beat the traffic?”

“Arrrgh!!! Why did I choose to live in a place that is so freaking out-of-the-way to/ from anywhere?”

“What book/ Mag/ Comic/ or whatever should I read?”

“What TV show should I watch?”

“Is there a way I could pull an all-nighter and still feel fresh the next morning?”

“Will I ever be freed & liberated from all these questions?”

Yawn…Sigh

Keep your breath close to mine…Let me feel your heartbeat;
Wrap your arms around my neck…Run your fingers across my cheek.

And look me oh-so-deeply in the eye & and tell me oh-so-tenderly that everything is gonna be alright.

Then before the sound of my voice drops
Lock your lips to mine, as tight as you possibly could.

For such is the only way to seal off my nags and shut me up totally!


*Slaps self!*


Such shame I am…

Me & my incapability of honoring Tenderness in all its tangible glory.
Me & my capability of suppressing Intimacy to a mere invisible brain-activity.