A Love Letter To Whom It May Concern

You,

Though you may not feel the same. And I am quite sure this is much true than what I dream everyday. I expect you not to repay the sweet foolishness that I have carelessly and aimlessly thrown at your window, though tightly closed, I beg you just to consider. No, I don’t need you to acknowledge my efforts – I don’t want to feel as if I am incapacitated. I don’t need you to pity the wilted roses lain at your doorstep or the weakness of my knees when I try to approach you. Just consider. See me and consider. See me, not as someone begging, but someone offering. Consider what I could give though you may not accept it. Mere consideration my love and I will not be in vain.

I remember waiting for you. Just a simple glimpse of you. That was my symbol of hope. Hope is a placebo. You may not need my appreciation. You’re so used to it, maybe in the verge of being sick of it. you have all of it everyday, every moment. You may not need my love, for love has been raining upon you, may it be from the purity of the skies or just some backyard sprinkler. You may not care, for it seemed that love for you is never scarce and fleeting. Just see me as the boy frozen solid in the afternoon sun every time you pass by with your friends laughing. I will look stupid. You will laugh, then consider that for a moment I made you smile. See me and consider.

You have been with the best crowd, worn the most fashionable clothes. But know that I am, still frozen for you, without them. You seem to need them every single day. I don’t need them to love you everyday. They describe you only as shallow, but these things opened my eyes to see you as someone empty. I saw you but I did not just consider you – I loved you. Shyly, silently, secretly and selflessly.

Please consider,

Me

Infatuation^^

When I first met you,

I would have never imagined

that I would have such strong feelings for you.

I would have never thought,

that I would have dreams about you

or miss you three minutes after you leave

or my heart beating faster

when I think about you

or at the mention of your name.

When I first met you,

I would have never thought

that

I would LOVE you.

RanDom... Is it u?

It was a rainy tuesday afternoon,
3:10pm,
the clock on the wall signaled.
I was back at my usual spot in my workplace,
the cashier-cum-attendant's desk.
And with a day ahead of me i started to
input some thoughts in my random blogs.
Admitting to myself,
i am in need of someone i can call my own.
I need someone i can treat as a baby,
younger my age,
if possible.
I need a romantic,
someone who can hold my hands in public
without any care of what people might say,
somebody who is mentally able
and emotionally mature and
validatedly secured.
Somebody who's well being is stable,
and not superficially drawned...
"I know my limitations"
i said to myself as i entertain my first customer
for the day,
i can't be all that,
but im only 5'6 of medium built,
a moreno,
and with an average looks.
disillusioned, i started thingking that i can be a giver,
but if a mate-to-be seeks spark and magic at first glance,
i know i can't beat that.
i can give you fireworks in your night sky,
but i would have to draw it into some other
self-reserved channels.
I was born with such great culture and refinement,
an outstanding personality and was raised with an over-standard breeding,
believing that there is no mistakes in life,
but lessons to learn in each fall.
i love the long getting to know stage,
and i will not take away the part of saying
'hello you !'
to a complete stranger.