Jan 31, 2005 21:29
the guy with the goatee. seems like he has got everybody's attention... and i mean everybody. including me. not to mention my friend. every night, whenever i go to that shop, i feel a tingle of anticipation. will he be there? will he talk to me? will i see his smile... never ending questions that flutter inside my mind. . before i go to details, let me tell you something about him. he is petite (which makes him all the more cute), he is softspoken and mysterious, he has a nice goatee (makes him more manly). unfortunately, he is a puffer. i hate puffers. It takes away the fun in kissing guys. even though that would be in my fantasy (yea sure, in my dreams...) well, sometimes, imaginations would be nice.
my friend and i have this friendly (?) competition over him. like who's gonna have the chance to be near him. or the one he will be conversing with... we even made fun of ourselves because of him. maybe, because of the way we act, he might already have an inkling about our naughtiness. hope that he wouldnt get bigheaded and act like some jackass because that is really a huge turn off..
heres something for him harhar!!
i miss the way you talk to me.
like some shy boy asking for a favor.
tapping my shoulder
head bowed, eyes cast down.
you smile your secret smile
i feel a sense of mystery
like theres something between us
is there really something??
fervently i hoped there would be
i wonder
could you be him?
or just another somebody out there to break me?
are you the one im waiting for?
the man who will sweep me off my feet?
i dont know
i hope so
i am full of hope these days
and every night
before i close my eye,
i clutch my pillow
i cross my fingers
and summon all my powers
and then maybe, just maybe
you could join me in my dreams...
he is beside me right now. maybe you can say i should feel giddy. nah, actually i feel nauseated. he reeks of cigarette smoke. last time, he smelled so good, i even wished that the computer would hang so that he will be near me, fill my senses and for the last time etch his image on my mind.
my God... please stop me.. this is really creepy...