if i never see your face again ...
then i will find you and love you once more
time after time

Saturday, February 04, 2006

It's Just The Little Things..

Funny how small, trivial things can matter so much.

Take my sis' boyfriend, for example. He seems nice, polite and has a good job in a well-known company. But there's always something about him that makes me feel at unease. Just little things, like the way he says certain things, or the way he responds to something. It shouldn't matter, I know. But sometimes, he gives me a chill up my spine. Like I should watch out or something. I don't know why... But he feels so... dangerous and unsafe. I've never felt like that with my sis's previous boyfriends. And well, I trust my gut instinct, a lot. But the problem is, maybe the reason I'm feeling defensive is because I'm being protective of my sister. After all, my feelings could be prejudiced.

But the little things that matter aren't just the weird, creepy, scary stuff. There's also the nice, warm, sweet stuff.

It was last week, I think, that I went out with some friends. We were on our way home from bowling, and were walking towards our cars. There was a car parked nearby, with two guys in it. As I glanced at them, one of the guys caught my eye. I couldn't see his face, seeing as he was seated in the car, and it was dark. But we made eye contact. And I felt my heart go ba-bump. Just one mere second. And then I looked away and walked off. I don't know why my heart throbbed so suddenly for a stranger whose face I couldn't see. All I saw was his eyes. I guess it's because these days, people just don't look at each other anymore. They simply don't make eye contact, even with friends. They look at each other, but they don't see the person they're talking to. They just sort of glance past the person. You know what I mean?? Intimacy is such a rare thing nowadays.. It's so hard to connect with people.

I think I will always remember those eyes.

i know that i have loved you ... at 6:03 PM
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    confused about life
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