Sunday, December 21, 2008

The Handshake

She was sitting near the fire place for it was really cold. Though there are dozens of people around her, she does not bother to keep conversation with them. She just wants to be alone and stare at him from far. She is wearing this floral ruffled dress and covered it with shawl. The party was nice though. Everything was vibrant and it became more pleasant when she finally found him. He is wearing this white polo, black slacks and he looks so clean in her eyes. He glance at her and accidentally caught her staring at him. He smiled; she took back her eyes and felt shy. He sighs seeing how gorgeous this girl.

He is a good friend. She is a very nice friend. They are friends. For her, he can be more than it. For him, she could be other than friend. They talk, share, laugh, and sing together. They love it when they talk. They feel good when they’re together. It’s like they are the center of their own untitled hopeless romantic movie.

Now, he is right in front of her. With his hazelnut-colored eyes, he talks like he is sweetly singing on her mind. She couldn’t help but smile because he smiles all the time. His chuckle giggles her. She then handed something she almost forgot. She gave this gold-ribbon wrapped chocolate to him as a simple token for the unanticipated help he made for her. He was a bit surprised. He paused then smiled and said thank you.

She still doesn’t want to go and leave him but they suddenly feel awkward. She bid goodbye, he handed his hand, they handshake but seems not at all for both of them. It lasted more than it usually is.

She felt a sudden rush in her blood yet she didn’t know if he is. He felt the goose bumps yet he didn’t know if she is.

Ahhh, the handshake shakes them.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

All about her

She is sitting right opposite of him. She is cute while eating her scoop of ice cream. So she likes chocolate, he thought. He had milk shake because he doesn’t want to be messy. But she is like a kid licking her ice cream. She talks so sweet. She is really cute. He could tell her not to speak while the mouth is full but she is really adorable doing so. He stared straight to her eyes, she felt timid that she started looking elsewhere. He knew in his heart that she likes her but he doesn’t want to assume. He likes her too. He like her even more watching her eating her chocolate ice cream like a child.

She is like a sweet lily in the lake. Seems so naïve yet very beautiful and strong.

She is 5 years his senior but that doesn’t matter to him. He knows, he feel, and he believes that he likes her just the way she is.


All about him

Her sentiment has gotten over her. She thought it was so stupid of her to do; yet she did. She just did! The capacity of her dull brain was not able to control the raging flow of enthusiasm inside her. Her heart jumps every time he’s there; and that’s what made her dreary.

She discerns the hopelessness of being with him yet her stubbornness pushes her up to hope again. His eyes are hazelnuts. It’s crazy but she can’t forget that time she stared at them. He wore bonnet that night and he looked so cool in her eyes. Apparently, he reminds her of someone halfway across the earth. His face is lovely. He is so beautiful in her eyes. She could just sigh.

She dreams about him day and night. She fantasizes him.

Though she knew it is impossible to be with him, she anticipates. It’s not love, not adoration. Whatever she feels now is a whole new thing to explore. She’s letting it happen. She’s starting to rumble her life.