July 1, 2009
1: How it all begun
It was the start of spring when I first met you. A common friend has hosted a barbeque party one Saturday afternoon and introduced us to each other. I was still 16 then, while you were turning 18. At the time, I pretty much despised everything around me. I wanted to give up on life. I had no interest in anything at all. Just a few months before meeting you, I had my life all planned out. I knew where I wanted to go, what I wanted to do, and what seemed to be my purpose. But change took every familiarity away and left me with nothing. I was so lost, and just a complete mess. Even my reflection looked like a stranger to me. So when you walked into my life, I just didn't give a damn. Like what everyone else has been doing, I thought you will also talk me into accepting change. I thought you were also going to assume that you understand the pains I'm going through. But I thought wrong. You didn't even ask about how I was feeling. You didn't ask any questions. You just acted as if you've known me since forever. Then very swiftly, I became comfortable around you. And before I even realized it, you made me welcome change. When you came, life became better for me. So much better in fact, that from then on I can no longer seem to get you off my mind.
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