More of the conversation to come.....
we got each other's number...
He called.
I got shy...too shy to pick up my phone.
I had more confidence in writing than speaking.
Then I summed up all the courage left in me...
I heard his voice and my heart melted to warm droplets that heated up my blood.
He'd gotten me some more.
we talked for less than 5 minutes and went back to messenger,
Then he gave me my name...
It translated to 'God has bestowed me with a gift'.
I was his gift.
But there was a problem.
Saturday
Thursday
The conversation!
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| H-I miss you too.. | |||||||||
| M-me moreee | |||||||||
| H-awww ma cherie. | |||||||||
| H-I so wish I could kiss all that longing for me away | |||||||||
| M-:$ | |||||||||
| M-no i dont want the longing to go away | |||||||||
| M-makes me think about u even more | |||||||||
| H-I know | |||||||||
| H-I know that when am away the kiss will remind you of me and the longing will only get worse till I hold you again in my arms | |||||||||
| M-then u give me the urge to follow you wherever you go, just so i can always feel your warmth | |||||||||
| H-but u need not look too far... | |||||||||
| H-cuz even wen am away I'll always be near... | |||||||||
| H-Look into your heart n I'll be smiling back at you.. | |||||||||
| H-altho nothing would compare with the warmth you feel in my arms.. | |||||||||
| M-:$ | |||||||||
| H-The warmth and fire of our yet to be kissed kisses play over and over again in my head... | |||||||||
| M-mine too, only it doesnt play over and over, it goes in a long stretch and though holding my breath, u give me life | |||||||||
| H-the life you in turn have given me... | |||||||||
| M-I am lost for words | |||||||||
| H-and I am lost in you
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| H-and lost without you... | |||||||||
| H-I Know Monsieur Thicke would pay no mind to my usage of the words that have made him famous... | |||||||||
| M-I have the honour of having such beautiful words spoken to me | |||||||||
| H-and I have the honour of speaking to a great and priceless gem such as yourself... | |||||||||
| H-my princess... | |||||||||
| H-you wear my heart as the crown on your head...delicately decorated with swarovski crystals and precious Diamonds | |||||||||
| H-all of them paling in comparison to the preciousness of you my love.... | |||||||||
| H-The french have a word for a gem like you... | |||||||||
| H-...Bijou...they say... | |||||||||
| H-they couldnt have been righter... | |||||||||
| M-but i only glow enviably when i think about you, which is everytime... ...they say french is the language of love, but our language of love lies in the unspoken words we share | |||||||||
| H-Yes its true.... | |||||||||
| H-The echoes of out silences speak volumes... . | |||||||||
| H-You say it best when you say nothing at all but let it all flow out through your eyes... | |||||||||
| H-In times like that I want to kiss you and make love to you like tomorrow will never come... | |||||||||
| M-but tommorrow does come, only we don't see it because dusk is dawn and dawn is dusk ...we live in our own world | |||||||||
| H-yes...time but an endless string of quiet stillness.... | |||||||||
| H-the only sounds are our moans and exhalations of love... | |||||||||
| H-and whispered endearments | |||||||||
| M-the signs that we are forver made for each other, even if we miss out on life itself, but in effect, i dont, becuase you are my life | |||||||||
| H-and you mine....I'd gladly make a life of making you happy.... whereever we are... | |||||||||
| H-two hearts beating as one... | |||||||||
And to think we were only fooling around in this conversation,playing on words, trying to beat the other at the word game but behind it all, we fell for each other at one pint
This was our 2nd conversation!
How it started I have no clue!
To be continued...
Key...
H-He
M-Me
Monday
The beginning of the end.
Here I start where it all went down hill.
No not where it started. I'll start from downhill itself.
Yes today we became friends, just friends and nothing more. They are back together, of my own doing I presume. I wish them the best of luck. I'd like to think I do not kid myself when I think I couldnt ask anymore of him. Am I kidding myself? Well maybe I am, but Its better that way, than to think there will be 'us' sometime again 'soon'. I have no inkling how I will survive it. If we were meant to be, would it be so hard or difficult? I dont think love is difficult. I think we make things difficult for ourselves when we want to believe that one thing is possible when in reality, it isnt.
Now to start from the top.
We are both bloggers. We met via blogger. Then we talked on messenger.
The first time for a short while. I didnt reveal my identity, infact he had a hard time getting it.
We did the initial pleasantries.
Then the second conversation was where it all started.
Yes, as sad as it sounds, I have that conversation tucked away somewhere.
Weird as it may sound. we had concurrent conversations, in two different places at the same time.
I didnt see it coming, neither did he. It just happened.
But now it has ended.
This was meant to be our blog, but now its just mine.
He asked me if we could start one, I agreed, but we never got around to it, but now that I've lost him, I have the time to start it.
For me to come here and wallow in the misery of it all.
No not where it started. I'll start from downhill itself.
Yes today we became friends, just friends and nothing more. They are back together, of my own doing I presume. I wish them the best of luck. I'd like to think I do not kid myself when I think I couldnt ask anymore of him. Am I kidding myself? Well maybe I am, but Its better that way, than to think there will be 'us' sometime again 'soon'. I have no inkling how I will survive it. If we were meant to be, would it be so hard or difficult? I dont think love is difficult. I think we make things difficult for ourselves when we want to believe that one thing is possible when in reality, it isnt.
Now to start from the top.
We are both bloggers. We met via blogger. Then we talked on messenger.
The first time for a short while. I didnt reveal my identity, infact he had a hard time getting it.
We did the initial pleasantries.
Then the second conversation was where it all started.
Yes, as sad as it sounds, I have that conversation tucked away somewhere.
Weird as it may sound. we had concurrent conversations, in two different places at the same time.
I didnt see it coming, neither did he. It just happened.
But now it has ended.
This was meant to be our blog, but now its just mine.
He asked me if we could start one, I agreed, but we never got around to it, but now that I've lost him, I have the time to start it.
For me to come here and wallow in the misery of it all.
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