Sorry to inform you & myself that I am reliving
the crush mode all over again! Yikes, gives me herpes! How many more times!!! How
many more decades before I settle on one?! Yes you read right, decades! Because
every passing year seems like a decade & the number of friends being on the
single list in ratio to one’s who are committed is decreasing drastically.
Why, why & once more why!? Why would I like
someone whom I’ve met like Twice? Is he that nice? :/ Shikes!
I rhyme now? That is not at all a good sign I say.
I am actually loathing writing about it but I just
have to get it out of my system.
Well I’m experiencing the standard symptoms but what
accounts for dreaming of kissing him? :O
Yes I dreamt it, so it means my incorrigible sub-conscious
stupid brain was thinking of it. Not me :S
Be it whatever, it was unadorned bliss! How sometimes we discern that we’re dreaming & it’s no reality, well to say
the least I just didn’t ever wanted to wake up. I kept replaying the whole
scene all over again in my head until my mother screamed my name enough for the
neighbours to know what a super-sleeper I am.
He’s JUST A FRIEND, how I absolutely dreaded of
writing those 3 words. I can’t help my situation, he not in his
wildest dreams will ever imagine that I like him or read my blog for that
matter. Doesn’t kill me but neither does it make me any stronger.
To talk about him, he’s funny, cute-looking,
outright smart, always have the funniest comebacks & a gentleman *smiling like a whole fool.
Anyways what I don’t identify with is that how come
we don’t distinguish any bad in that person when we start to like him or her? It’s
only the aftermath of a relation that people realize, calculate & exaggerate
the dreadful qualities of their once to be better halves.
Calling him doesn’t seem like the apt option, he’ll definitely
be startled. Plus I go all a-a-a-a-a-a-aaaaaaaaaaaa at times if I call a crush
up. Then I’d be crushed unquestionably!
I may just text him, or should I?
Make up your mind Singh! :/
I like himmm, wish things could be just as easy as
to write on a piece of paper & let it fly away to the destined person.
Sometimes my alter ego murmurs me to send him an
anonymous letter :D But then again no way in hell or mind of Adele would he
reckon that it’s me. Not that I want him to guess it’s me but neither do I want
him to raise any unfortunate thoughts of how it could be some other girl :|
So that idea is a sheer flop show.
The best thing to do right now seems like to let the
foam settle. Not a personal favourite of humans to wait but I want to put my
feelings to a rest if they may & see if he’s really worth the drama called
love :P
