There's this girl who met a guy at work over a year ago. He was like every other guy, nothing special. She was simple, look at her, nothing special too. But there's this mystery that surrounds her and her ways. Her smile. That particular grin on her face that last. It started so simply. Each moment creating a new fate, just like...poetry. Writing every line, telling her a story. First, a rush. Heat. Emotion piling, trying to get out. It is not obvious to the human eye but her heart flutters consistently. Unexceptionably it was not worrying. She does not understand, why? Is it his eyes? his ways? his words? his touch? No...what is it, then, what is the reason? She knew where this road leads and where it probably ends, and even if it can be a tragedy she chose to be at it again. This isn't the first time she felt this feeling but somehow she believed it is different. How could it be? Why? Soon enough, it didn't matter. Soon the why and the reason are gone, and all that matters is the feeling itself. And this is the nature across this universe; we struggle against it, we fight to deny it, but it is of course pretend, it is a lie. Beneath her poised appearance, the truth is she is completely out of control. She cannot escape it. It kept her going. Her only hope, her only peace is to understand it, to understand the why. Yet maybe she already know and she already understand the answer to this question which makes this even more puzzling for her. Why didn't she stop? What she realized is, that she didn't need the question the time she found her answer. Whichever way we see it, she will not care. She takes what she can and keep everything. Because that night until that mornin of that december party --- she knew she's happy.
There's a lot i dont understand about life. You meet thousands of people and none of them really touch you and then you meet one person and your life is changed forever. -- Love and Other Drugs
Hey, Happy Valentines Day! ;D
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