Is she the first girl in my life? of course not. Hold on, then what’s special about her. So there were girls who touched my heart prior. And she is just another one. Fair argument.
Or is she sounding more in my heart now just because she is the current road I’m passing by, which I would eventually pass by similar to other roads I’d passed as my life pursued.
I sat down, asked myself, ”prove yourself true”.
Thoughts cajoled.
Unlike me who live in world of words and second thoughts, she was full of life in person. And she is one among the very few people who implicitly has a magic to bring life in me as a person.
She was persistent and capable enough to brake the hardcore, with which I encapsulate myself letting me pretend ideal. Such braking needs a great deal of charm, energy and maturity. Even my best friends fails doing so.
Whenever such hardcore brakes, it exposed me and consequently it’s obvious for a person to lower the esteem they have for me. But she persuaded me that the prior thought (on exposure, esteem lowers) was just my assumption, atleast with her. And notably such persuading is as expensive as that of braking the hardcore cited before.
I was slowly getting comfortable in being myself with her. I enjoyed being so.
The best part is, she did all this unknowingly and effortlessly.
In the quarter century I’d lived, hardly with two souls I was truly selfless and it took years with them for me to be such. And my heart says she is worthy enough for such compromise.
And it’s for the first time I’m convinced that my feel for her and her impact on me are so strong, with which I would be able to persuade her that I would be her guy.
If she denies to be ore of my boat it would not drown, conversely if she accepts to be the ore, with a bit of exaggeration, my boat would fly. And all my heart longs to fly.
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