When love arrives
These were the thoughts I had gathered during the past few weeks. I kept them to myself for quite some time but I posted some of them on Facebook, the other one I didn't delete, and another one I did because someone told me that those thoughts I have gotten out of me at 03:00am won't make things end well. Okay. Here it goes.
12:00am thoughts.
A message forPatrick
You are the stars up in the sky, and I'm the earth, gazing at you dreamily, adoring your every glow.
You are THAT special and brilliant that even in your most subtle way, it still amazes me. You have this unique ability of making people think that their brains are just tiny atoms compared to yours that is as gigantic and as huge as a supernova.
I'll have you know that I am a simple and an ordinarily nonspecial girl. I see your posts that I still won't be able to decipher even if I get a PHD in Linguistics, I click like. I don't know why on earth I do that. I just want you to know that in your cool and amazing world of free falls, trajectories, projectiles, and whatnot, an ordinarily nonspecial dust exists.
03:00am thoughts.
A shout into the void.
Yes. A response to a greeting takes a huge amount of effort, time, and brain and fingers energy to type one small "Hello" from your keyboard.
Therefore, a person sending out greetings to a certain person of his choice should not expect anything more than a seen greeting. The world is not a wish-granting factory.
If you are reading this, I have a strong feeling that you think this is stupid and just young love. My admiration towards you could be annoying you, yes, I have knowledge of that already. You get the attention every day and getting another from me is as ordinary as me.

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