Smile.
Yes, I'm blogging with such lethargic soul accompanied by these dreadful amount of weight right below these sighting instrument.
Nonetheless..I guess we are all used to chasing each other when we were young. We were all once small kids, throwing stones all over the glistening sea, watching birds picking up its prey while surrounded by laughters and notions of excitements.
I haven't really figured why but you seem to be giving me that contentment I've been wanting to feel- such that made the hairs on my back stands up and my heart races way beyond its usual pace. Perhaps it is only because I've been yearning for such attention but then again, maybe I was trying to relinquish something I lost. Or maybe it is what it is, the most simplified & sincere the word "bliss" could offer.
Like as though I never had these feelings before, it reached out to me as something so valuable. Haven't my heart know how these things are going to end? Haven't my mind learn the art of what happens when a burning candle ran out of wax? I am still sitting here, with these heavy feelings, trying to recuperate and instead of being alone, you held my hand.
Even though i haven't open up to you and tell you all you need to know, you simply got me on my toes, doing pirouettes, turn after turn & trust me, if I am a gymnast, I would do countless of backflips to give you a sedation of factual evidence, of what you created within this aching soul.
This was as honest as I could get.
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