i woke up this morning, feeling woozy. pardon me for playing till 3am last night. but through the haziness in my mind, one small light shone at me. him.
ding dong. his sms came. good morning! what are you doing huh?
why is my heart fluttering like so? why do i feel butterfly wings in my tummy? what’s this light-headed giddiness i haven’t felt in the longest time?
throughout the day i just kept waiting for his sms. just kept waiting. uncle didn’t matter. son didn’t matter. and of course not the him from far away, who hasn’t plucked up his courage to talk to me.
we’re not together. nuh uh. i won’t allow that to happen. not at the wrong timing. but what’s this feeling of crazed happiness when i see his sms? what’s this intense sadness when he says, i’ll miss you?
and what’s that grinding pain in my chest when i think about not meeting him for at least the next 7 months?
i know i’ll get over this… but for now… it feels like love. all over again. that young, innocent, shy puppy love.
kinky kinky kinky.
