Posted: August 23, 2010 in Uncategorized

“I never thought I could feel this way. I never thought we could go all the way. I never thought that I could pour my lips to say, I love you, I love you…” –From a song currently playing in Home Radio 97.9 KHz

Is it strange but wonderful or the other way around?

Sand clock is so behind because a moment with you is like a shooting star experience, it is quick and I am always left asking for more. I honestly would not mind if I have tons of academic stuff to do because I enjoy your bedroom voice more than the voices of Karl Marx, Pierre Bourdieu, Claude Levi-Strauss and Dick Hebdige altogether. Your every spoken word, no matter how silly it is strikes deep into my astral self. There is a certain heroin in you. Your voice resonates in my mind. Your every breathe lingers in my ears. It is odd since we never reach beyond jokes, casual and academic talks yet your blinding presence kisses me to the bones. We have only just begun and I reckon we have more nights to share. My feeling for you is like a child in a Christmas day that is why I write this entry for you.

I miss the feeling of being in love that is why I want you to stay. It is freaking bad to be alone in these moonlit nights. You are emotionally beneficial. Regardless of wether you are just here out of plain necessity or boredom, I want you. I hate myself for wanting you because I do not know you. If the “rational me” would take control, I could have rejected you at the onset. But you are still there ergo this is irrational but perfectly blissful. You are effortlessly sensual and witty. One thing is certain, if we are porn stars, I will be carried away in our booty scene.

This seems like a crossroad but I can not crossover.

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