I swear. True, and I am quite sure, ever lasting something, if not love.
From the moment i spoke to him I decided I wanted him, truly and utterly wanted him. I met him, had a very brief talk with him and that was enough. He swept me off my feet. Completely. Literally.
That was a few months ago. I still ache to be near him, of course he doesn't know that.
Afterall, we're friends. Yes, bloody friends.
He is gorgeous beyond belief. Simply so beautiful. He is the man of my dreams. I didn’t know that I was looking for love until I found him. In truth, i didn't believe he existed, oh but he does. He is very intelligent too and very easy to talk to.
I've spent years, running around, suit, laptop, mobile phone in one hand, starbucks coffee in the other, narrowly missing oncoming traffic as i kamakaze myself across busy city streets, eager to get to where i'm going. I complained about being too busy to find him, too busy to meet him. Convinced myself he was an unattainable albeit wonderful figment of my imagination.
But his touch was very real.
I find myself looking intently at my laptop, almost willing and encouraging the 'you've got mail' sound. That lovely sound.
I am so interested, so interested in everything about him. I want to know it all.
I need a plan.
2008-07-03 @ 09:46