chapter two: finding you

2009-01-25T18:29:00.000-08:00

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Urgency overwhelmed me, not to mention it coming along with a pinch of excitement. It wasn't the same feeling of doing the boring routine. Going online, checking emails and the not-so-important stuff. No, this was different altogether. I wonder if.

It finally struck me that the message was from you. The one who ran away just before the buffet. The one whose sweet fragrance burnt my nostrils. The only one i managed to pluck all my courage to go up to and start a simple converstation but yet meant everything.

HEY! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO!
I'm in Malaysia currently, as of every year.
I'm pretty sad that I won't be able to spend my Christmas in Singapore
And sadly, I contracted stomach flu. :(

It took me a whole week, looking for you. I searched everywhere. Blogs, Friendster, Myspace, Imeem, Youtube. Friends who were there with me the day, that day, I went looking for them. Asking if they knew you, if they knew anyone connected to you. It was sure a desperate measure, but I didn't care. I simply wanted to get a hold of you.

It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack but it wasn't impossible. I would not give up, for you. My efforts nearly paid off when I received a short message on my cell. One of my sources found you. On a sunday morning, at a bus stop.

You were with another...girl, which wasn't much of a problem but the next thing WAS. You, the one i longed for, gave her a kiss. Full on the lips. Either that, or I was really losing my sleep that i read the message wrongly. I really couldn't accept the fact that you gave a kiss to another girl. Really, I couldn't. I couldn't imagine you, having those full, red, luscious lips, touching another, apart from mine.

I just wished you were there, around me, so that I could try reading your mind. Re-confirm that you didn't really actually kiss her. I chuckled to myself after realizing that reading your mind was not even slightly a workable idea. The reason why I was so intrigued by you.

Facebook came to my rescue thus the reply.

It's a pity you couldn't celebrate in Singapore.

Night market popping up everywhere.
Sure could do with company to the visit them
And what's stomach flu anyways?
How does your stomach have flu when it doesn't even have a nose?
* smiles *

chapter one: you

2009-01-25T17:55:00.001-08:00

i didn't care/bother. you. you, were different. it was rather difficult reading your thoughts. it was in the cafeteria, where you were sitting with your clique, that i first noticed you. i imagined you to be the same as other humans, or girls, craving for me. admiring me from where ever they may be, fantasizing what if they were with me. joking with me. hanging out with me. i could hear their thoughts. their minds, open like a book, made it easy reading.

but you. you didn't have the least of thoughts of wanting to cling onto me, despite my bone-white facade and disgustingly handsome face, defined by a real low jawline from all the punches i got from my enemies. you, not wanting to get to know me was at first, disrespectful or rude, whichever you would put it.

again, i tried reading your mind to see if you were just faking it. somehow, you managed to lock your thoughts from me. i couldn't read you like i could read most and that was what got me all worked up initially. how could this be the only girl, whose mind i could not have read? and because of that very reason, i got intrigued by it.

instead of waiting like a fool for you to come up to me, i decided to make the first move.

' hey, would you be going for the buffet? ' was what i said and you replied, as if you were afraid i would eat you alive.

' yes. you? '

two words. two words was all i needed to continue the conversation but yet, i had to stop. your sweet fragrance, it burned my nostrils. i had to stop. i had to go.

' i guess i'll be seeing you for buffet later ' and with a smile, i walked away.

little did i know, you wouldn't be there. unable to read your thoughts, you ran off and from the back of the hall, i watched you hasten your steps, out of the hall and gone.

Singapore's Twilight

chapter two: finding you

chapter one: you