It's a taboo I tell you.

"I do my thing, you do your thing. You are you and I am I, and if in the end we end up together, it will be beautiful." (Topanga)

Last night, it was so real...and then it was a dream. Funny how everything works out. But does that mean we've reached Nirvana? No. That means we will have to suffice. Disregard the unsatisfaction.
Human beings are meant to fall apart. Then they are pieced back together.
Except they are no longer a true replicate of what they were before.
Is it a good or bad thing? We'll all have to wait and see.

independent or loneliness?

I wish the camera could capture what the eyes can see. Because you look beautiful.
You're almost unreachable right now. Like how the camera cannot reach its full potential to truly show the incomparable contour of your eyes. The fine lines in your smile. Your rough and sunburn hands that I long to hold. I wish I could have it all but then I don't have any of it.
I'm starting to think that everything I've done was a mistake. They were.
Oh yea and one of my pet peeves is regretting. I hate regretting. but now I find myself doing the thing that I hate most. I'm such a hypocrite.

=) It's hard to explain.

but let me take a shot at it. I almost forgot the feelings of over-excitement and butterflies in my stomach. This might just sound so corny, but the clouds are gray outside, and the rain is pouring, but damn all I see are flowers blooming and my world is being colored with optimism. Maybe this is why it feels so nice when you have someone on your mind. You are filled with anticipations and your smiles turn into a silly and unexplainable gesture. Ohhh I hate when that happen and people point it out, "Why are you smiling?" and they nudge at your arm as to tease you for your foolishness. And like the Jonas' brothers song "Lovebug," there is an annoying little bug that has found its victim. Although it is truly mind-bugging and heart-pestering, there's something about this little lovebug that has the ability to make me beam like I won a lottery. The downside is that thoughts of possibilities and impossibilities infest in my mind. But I would dare to think that maybe...something will turn out. Or not. Silly me. Regardless of whether he likes me or not, This just feel simply...pleasant.