allow me to be mushy

its like in the movies once again. a fateful meeting between 2 young adults. not knowing that we would pour out our secrets and yet, still able to get close to one another. and it was the cuddles that made the night. the warm whispers in the ears. the perfume that she wore and the scent of her shampoo on her hair. she telling me about her life and the troubles she went through. about how she and her supposed life partner just broke up after three long years. a sad tale of the rich and the poor. about how comfortable she actually felt talking to me, she figured that maybe its cos of our same age. she who embraced me in her arms felt safe. i felt likewise. her butterfly kisses made me felt fuzzy on the inside.

"i don't want you to leave" her words rang through my head. it was 0720hrs by then. we needed to get our sleep. after the long hug, we parted ways. In the cab, i was left confused. not surprising.



see, i brought this up cos its sweet and all but its sad cos we can never ever be together. never. she told me she had a facebook account but i never thought that there could be too many people with the same name. a futile search on facebook search left me sleepy. maybe one day i'll bump into her again. maybe one day. and no, i didnt take her number or email or anything. it was like one of those How I Met Your Mother parting. we did something sweet for one night, something sweet for one another, bringing comfort and solace, us being lovers and when the time came, we left it on a high. something that we both could takeaway for the rest of our lives. something that i can reminisce when i age. that feeling, it hurts. cos i like her.

but then, if she's not the one, then she could be the prototype.