Call me wierd, call me crazy, but isn't it a wonder how you can fall so completely in love with someone out of the blue. Sigh! I feel like that tiny little bbm emoticon with those dancing hearts for eyes and a goofy smile pasted on its face. ' Love is in the air' is definitely an understatement.
So, morning comes. You wake up with expectations riding high, stretching out all the kinks from the wonderful dreams the night before. Check your cellphone. A message from the night before about how much he missed you in the wee dark lonely hours before going to sleep? Or maybe a Bbm status change to what a beautiful part of his life you have become? Or maybe maybe a FB status update wishing you a lovely start to another great day? Hmm..nothing. So you jump off to freshen up and retouch that glowing complexion incase he decides for a quick meetup. Sigh, love can really lift you to the ninth cloud and have you floating there all day long.
The day drags on, filled with wildly extravagant daydreams and longer sighs. The wait turns from milliseconds to seconds to minutes, which very slowly turn into hours. Oh the strain! The lovely, breezy day starts turning humid and stuffy, the perky flowers lose their color. The merry little butterflies turn into brown, disgusting moths and the chirpy music slows to horror. As the sun goes down, the female mind starts churning with questions far-fetched. Has he forgotten about me? Does he have more interesting things than me to do? Has he bored of me? Why hasn't he messaged? WHY HASN'T HE CALLED YET?
And that is when your world falls apart. That lack of attention that you severly crave, that confession of love that you expect everyday. 'Oh woe the heavens! Why didn't you just let me die before having me face this day!' Every cell in your body feels betrayed, anguished to the very core. And just when you decide to update your FB status with a incredible depressing statement before plunging yourself into a tearful slumber for the night, there comes a tiny 'ping' of a notification. A poem. A beautiful, long poem written just for you. A declaration of undying love forever. A jumble of thoughts drowned in your affection. A piece of heart that has taken more than few hours to write and iron out. An effort that lifts you up into the heavens again and makes you forget deep hole of depression that you were spiralling through few minutes ago. 'Oh how lovely! How thoughtful! He hasnt forgotton me after all!'
And you graze throught the poem again and again a million times, till it is engraved in golden letters on the surface of your tiny little brain. The beautiful words flow out and feather touch each sense with a fragrance so sweet. Hmm..
Sometimes its quite sad how easy it is to actually please the innocent mind in love. Sigh...
So, morning comes. You wake up with expectations riding high, stretching out all the kinks from the wonderful dreams the night before. Check your cellphone. A message from the night before about how much he missed you in the wee dark lonely hours before going to sleep? Or maybe a Bbm status change to what a beautiful part of his life you have become? Or maybe maybe a FB status update wishing you a lovely start to another great day? Hmm..nothing. So you jump off to freshen up and retouch that glowing complexion incase he decides for a quick meetup. Sigh, love can really lift you to the ninth cloud and have you floating there all day long.
The day drags on, filled with wildly extravagant daydreams and longer sighs. The wait turns from milliseconds to seconds to minutes, which very slowly turn into hours. Oh the strain! The lovely, breezy day starts turning humid and stuffy, the perky flowers lose their color. The merry little butterflies turn into brown, disgusting moths and the chirpy music slows to horror. As the sun goes down, the female mind starts churning with questions far-fetched. Has he forgotten about me? Does he have more interesting things than me to do? Has he bored of me? Why hasn't he messaged? WHY HASN'T HE CALLED YET?
And that is when your world falls apart. That lack of attention that you severly crave, that confession of love that you expect everyday. 'Oh woe the heavens! Why didn't you just let me die before having me face this day!' Every cell in your body feels betrayed, anguished to the very core. And just when you decide to update your FB status with a incredible depressing statement before plunging yourself into a tearful slumber for the night, there comes a tiny 'ping' of a notification. A poem. A beautiful, long poem written just for you. A declaration of undying love forever. A jumble of thoughts drowned in your affection. A piece of heart that has taken more than few hours to write and iron out. An effort that lifts you up into the heavens again and makes you forget deep hole of depression that you were spiralling through few minutes ago. 'Oh how lovely! How thoughtful! He hasnt forgotton me after all!'
And you graze throught the poem again and again a million times, till it is engraved in golden letters on the surface of your tiny little brain. The beautiful words flow out and feather touch each sense with a fragrance so sweet. Hmm..
Sometimes its quite sad how easy it is to actually please the innocent mind in love. Sigh...
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