These last few days I've been growing feelings hard to explain. I've felt anger, disappointment, sadness and I was well driving into indifference, and then I saw the "Hulk" toninght. And there she was. Of course it wasn't HER, but it reminded me of her. And, being an incorrigible dreamer as I am, I soon began to wander of impossible love, romance, eternal love, of how foolish of me to think I'm ever gonna be able to forget her, of how much I miss her. Her touch, her kiss, her smile, her voice...
But then again, do I miss HER or do I miss someone I've idealized, someone she was never gonna be?
Well, according to an explanation about passion I read today on a magazine we both like, it's most likely I miss her. Out of the 6 billion people on this planet, she's the one who can change my body's temperature just by looking at me.
Too bad it didn't work out.
I'm never gonna believe anything or anyone again as long as I live.
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