. Rain no Shine .

Able to Breathe

part III

i felt her soft palm caressing my hair

gently weaving

passionately hypnotizing 

slowly i regained my consciousness

the scent of her perfume was overwhelming

getting a high which was nothing short of amusing

the spins in my head began to wither

my vision grew clearer

the settings around us was not enviable

but you and me,that close, was irreplaceable

i was awestruck

dumbfounded,

intrigued by your essence

your presence 

with hair matching your eye colour

smile like no other

i remember back then

you were like the apple of every other guy,even now

them around you,going crazy on the dance floor

but you undoubtedly 

showed them the door

not being choosy

but they were acting creepy

then glasses of martini

followed by shots of bacardi

i watched you spin around across the room

gracefully,care-freely 

like a ballet mistress

everyone else showed interest

i couldnt bring myself to get to know her

because im no knight in shining armour

not the kind who makes good first impression

one that i've got to live with,such a painful realisation

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Weather's been really weird lately. freaking hot in the afternoon. an hour later it'll pour like nobody's business. because of this, i think im falling ill. my throat has been really sore for two days, nose is acting up. fuck. 

its been a week to forget. damn. got fined by NEA for littering. ass wipe mother fucker. i shall not go into details on that because it'll just make me mad. cheebye. then sprained my ankle really bad as you all know. that happened on wednesday. so its just as good as saying goodbye to my week and prolly the following week as well. this suck. everyone is dancing and drinking their ass off and i have to stay home rest my ankle. its not fair. ergh. fuck! but i guess im doing the right thing by resting my ankle as it will heal much faster. its looking pretty good now. but still i cant really walk comfortable and its puffed up as ever.

had a conversation about confessions. you know what? i've rarely confessed to a girl that i like her or some sort like that. wait. lemme think. if im not mistaken i think i've never. gosh. hahaha. my previous ex, we dated for a couple of months then sort of got together "mutually". hahaha. she was like "are we together?" hahaha. well i guess in my opinion confession is not necessary because like everyone says action speaks louder than words. buuuuuuuut. thats the tricky part. sometimes the other sex,for my instance the girl would misinterpret my intentions. usually ending up thinking im just a good sonofabitch whom is just a very helpful friend and thats it. damn. hahaha. well its not that bad but not too good. like i always said, to be my girl,you have to be my good friend. but usually after thinking im just a good friend, she'd walk away or show no more interest. there's where i fail. i'm too afraid to confess. hahahaha. fearing rejection. thats what i fear the most. my self confidence is an all time low when it involves a girl. bah. i know. its due to me not having the most sought after body or shall i say look. i dont make a good first impression kind of person. that suck man. its not that im cold or what but its just that im not attractive.hahaha. eventhough i think i am. heh. ego lah beb. but well its a fact anyways about the first impression thingy. so for me to confess to someone, i'd need to be really really sure. what i'm afraid after confessing is she'd like be err oh. ok. then never to be heard. MANGKOK OR WHAT.hahaha. anyways i am too lazy too type anymore. shall continue later tonight if god is willing or if i remember. adios amigos.