mmmm is it destiny?
ive stopped believing in that...
thats when ive started enjoying the moment..
the moment with you...
seconds say the stories, minutes thread them together,.......
sometimes its the in between silence that works.......
you still make me smile..
a kind that no one can...
a pinch of ecstasy... a drop of charm.. a twinkle of freedom..
its such a special feeling
maybe when i reach that stage.. of looking back
and cherishing that moment...to get the spark right back into my aging eyes...
when you hold my hand... its not assurance i seek
its that second that i t to hold on to...
enjoy its warmth enjoy it being mine...
no one can take that away from me
or even that whiff of your left fragrance..that lingers on
or the silly accidental recordings that are left on my phone...
that I discover days later...
sometimes i laugh about it.. thinking where we've reached now...
without any commitment.. without any name to it...
the written hasnt been written yet...
and thats the beauty of it
thats the mystery... that i enjoy engulfing...
wish i could say some words there and then...
but its the lil wishes, the minute seconds i end up capturing...
leaving me breathless and well at a loss for saying it'
wish those 3 words would say it all..
but it cant... thats too cliche thats too quick...
i dont believe in them...
but hey i believe in you...
the instinct is right the moment says it all.. no matter how many battles need to be fought
ill remember it .... ill remember you:)
About Me
- muddlehead
- me.. a word...two simple alphabets but creating two different sounds... creating a distinctive word.. creating an important association.. but also creating the much dreaded freudian given ego:).. i'm a creature.... yet to defined yet to discovered yet to be understood... constantly redifining myself.. evolving day by day.. people, environments, opinions shaping me.. from my first glimpse of the 3rd rock's content.. i am yet to be given a word:)........experiencing every moment, every feeling, love or hate, compassion or jealously.. im a mere mortal.... "If the reader prefers, this book may be regarded as fiction. But there is always the chance that such a book of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact." — Ernest Hemingway (A Moveable Feast)
