Friday, May 10, 2013

Sacrifice


After being in one bad relationship to another; I thought about giving up on life. I didn't feel like a person, more like a useless abused puppet with no emotions.
The things I saw and witnessed weren't humane. It couldn't be. The emotions felt were more harsh than the sound of a child's cry for help. There was this one time when I even felt like committing suicide. Then my life changed.

One day came when I met this strange young fellow. He was very quiet; a shy guy. A guy who you'd ask for his pen and he'd freeze and create this awkward aura around the two of you. But he was also very handsome, like if you walked down the street you'd have to look at him twice because well, he's hot stuff. I thought he was nothing special just a regular guy with thoughts that make you wanna turn your brain inside out and never exist. Then.. there came a time when we actually met.

After exchanging our numbers we talked 24/7. I realized that he's everything I wanted, what I was looking for. Of course being a teenager everyone thinks I'm being delusional. But I started to sense the butterflies I haven't felt in so long rush back to my stomach. I felt the urge to talk to him, every second of the day. I wanted to spend time with him and listen to his laugh, the sound was more than music to my ears; it was like stepping on soft pillows after walking through hot sand barefoot.

His personality was what really got to me though. Some could say he's not-your-typical-guy but I don't care, he's beautiful in every aspect. The way he looks and perceives his surroundings, every time he looks at something its never the same expression twice. He has the most charming smile and I feel like I could just look at it all day.

If I could do anything for him to express how much I love him, you could describe it as flying into space and gathering all of the star dust in a precious jar full of my feelings for him and creating the perfect galaxy with the brush of my fingertips. I'd cut off each blade of grass if the lawnmower was broken; maybe that's a little too far fetched but you know what I mean.

And the thing is-- I'm afraid  to lose myself in this person. To drown myself in him and indulge myself in his quirky body language. 


But then again, I'm willing to sacrifice my stone wall that I've built up just for him. 

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