Sunday, December 11, 2011

Time to reminisce

And so 2011 is coming to an end.

It has been anything short of wild, turbulence and crazy journey. I won't say it was that bad but I turn, changed and became someone different.

In short, it was the time I knew P. It was the time I almost lost Mr Big but I did, lose P. It was the time of uncertainty with my education. It was the lack of motivation to see beyond the present time. It was love however that spur my need to do some soul searching, finding for one that could lend me an emotional support, be the one I could put both hopes and faith in to find the strength to be grounded and not depressed.

I do feel however, I came out stronger and with a clearer mind. I became more certain of who I need and what I want. I begin to be more aware of speech, gestures and body movement. Although I admit, I do fall in between the cracks sometime.

I realize maturity doesn't equate with age. It comes in the way you think and how you deliver what you thought.

I know I've changed. My body, my mind, my beliefs.. Sometime I feel they betrayed me. Sometime I feel proud of them.

I'm glad Mr Big and my bestfriend stood by me. All along without doubting my decisions, always watching but never stopping. I couldn't ask for more from them.

With all these changes, all I hoped for... 2012 will be a better year. I'm still learning the new me. Like a renewed self, adjusting in a new container. A new year with a new beginning, a start of a new journey after the end of a dark period.

P... I yearn for a touch from you. Till we meet, know that my intentions and actions clashes. Because if I had followed my heart, I know you will stay right beside me. But me being me, I used my brains and made a grave mistake that I'm still learning to forgive myself and let it go. Maybe that's my curse. But I will never forget you. BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Touch

For if I have a weakness, it's intelligence and touch.

The quiet touch that spoke by itself.

The twirling of fingers, stretching them apart, pinky to pinky. The kiss to the hands.

Rolling the hands to the stomach. A kiss to top it all of.

It's like having ice cream. The chills that ran down your spine even before you have a taste of it. The excitement in your heart. And when you have it, it melts your every desire.

And a good dessert lingers in one's mind. Be it ice cream with chocolate brownie or creme brûlée. It plays on and on and your yearning for it keeps returning.

A touch and a kiss at a spot, no one else knew, that melts me...





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