Tuesday, June 06, 2006

It's called REPETITION

I apologise to my friends/readers who would go to moiselle-bombastic.blogspot and find it empty except for the message I left behind, telling them that I have stopped blogging.

It's a lie.

I will never stop blogging. I can never stop blogging. But then again, I need time away from the eyes of the public so as to let my emotional wounds heal. A very painful process, I might say. Though I'm relatively "experienced" in getting rejected, I'm not very good in trying to get back onto my feet.

Sal, I so wanna hate you. I so wanna look you in the eye and tell you that you are the biggest jerk around. I despise you, detest you and I wish I've never met you.

Still, I can't bring myself to do all those hurtful stuffs to you.

You were the one who constantly taught me how to be strong. It was you who stood up for me. And we have all the times whereby you'd sms me; asking if I'm safely at home, how was I coping with school, has my sun-burn healed etc.

I have asked myself this question over and over again; how often does a girl come across a guy who's as mature, caring and gentlemenly as you?

The answer: SELDOM!

With you around, I'm always the first one boarding/alighting the bus, going up the escalator, entering a theatre and stepping into a store.

Why on earth did I allow myself to fall for you?

I don't know. Could be because you treated me like how every woman would want to be treated, you always looked out for me by holding my hand while jay-walking/ turning towards me every now and then to check on me or even because.... well... you're just YOU. And you're unlike any other guy I've come across (which makes you relatively SPECIAL).

All I wanted to know is how you felt towards me. When your answer finally reached my ears, you retreated and decided to go far away from me.

Haha! Maybe it's just not meant to be.

Judo master blows Salmon a kiss and waves goodbye as he boards a plane. She is crying deep down within; though not showing it.