Aaron, Glenson, Ryan, Naru, Wei Han, Jian Xun, someday I would like you to meet this one girl I have found. She is not the usual girl you meet everyday, she will not yield when you try to read her, she will not falter when you pressure her. She has among the hardest gaze of people you will meet. She will seem strong and unmoving but I assure you and ask of you, to see her when she is not the image that she has to project out to people, that she is anything but the rigidly strong, unmoving, even cold self. I do mean that she is weak. I mean for you to see her when she is her inner child, I mean for you to see when she cares for the people around her. I mean for you to see the girl I am falling for ever more deeply with every passing day
She is older than us by 2 years but you might not be able to tell... I'm gonna be killed for that. We started out like any friends would. But along the way..I fell for her even though I swore I would never fall for another girl ever again. As I write this I can hear her whispering a quiet 'Oops" under her breath now. Guys...if there is ever a chance, I will introduce you all to her and by then, I actually do hope that when I do, it will not be the way that she is just a friend.
There are some things you must see. The little things that many people overlook. The little things that makes her,her and the little things I have unwittingly fell for. I want you to look into her eyes when she talks about the things that makes her happy. The way she likes sunsets and the stars in the night sky. She always puts herself down hinting how she might be among the dimmer stars up above but I assure you, when she tells you about all these that there are constellations in her eyes and galaxies in her mind that shines so brightly and captivates me oh so strongly. Those eyes are the most beautiful thing I have come to see in a long while honestly. I want you to listen to the tones of her voice when she speaks about the flowers that she loves. If my memory does not fail me,carnations. She likes Carnations. Even though honestly ...I still have no idea how a Carnation looks like. Sometimes she thinks she is the daisy in a field of roses but I swear, I swear so hard that that's the one damn thing that sets her apart from everyone else that's all the same. She might thinks that I would want someone better for me. Silly her, I think I have already found everything I need. I want you to see the way her tiny hands curl up as she squeals in excitement when she tells you about her favourite kinds of music, the way men are the most charming in suits singing opera songs or how the Bee Gees has a unique flavour to each song. My god, She is so damn adorable I can't help but want to just pinch those cheeks of hers and tell her how adorable she seems to me.
She has had her fair share of heartbreak, pains and disappointments. She can be difficult at times, she can get a little aloof sometimes or she might be cranky because her insecurities overwhelm her. She's not to blame, and I won't blame if you don't see her the way I do. You see, she has been broken many times over, as we all have been. But with this girl, I don't understand... I see all the broken, little pieces. I see the way the light reflects off the curves and edges and I appreciate each and every small piece there but I also see the big picture, I see her for her soul and her essence. I see a person that wants to be loved for herself, to be understood and to be connected with, as like how any of us would want somewhere deep down too. Sometimes I wonder, this might be how it is to love someone and see someone as broken and as beautifully whole at the same time.
There are some things you must see. The little things that many people overlook. The little things that makes her,her and the little things I have unwittingly fell for. I want you to look into her eyes when she talks about the things that makes her happy. The way she likes sunsets and the stars in the night sky. She always puts herself down hinting how she might be among the dimmer stars up above but I assure you, when she tells you about all these that there are constellations in her eyes and galaxies in her mind that shines so brightly and captivates me oh so strongly. Those eyes are the most beautiful thing I have come to see in a long while honestly. I want you to listen to the tones of her voice when she speaks about the flowers that she loves. If my memory does not fail me,carnations. She likes Carnations. Even though honestly ...I still have no idea how a Carnation looks like. Sometimes she thinks she is the daisy in a field of roses but I swear, I swear so hard that that's the one damn thing that sets her apart from everyone else that's all the same. She might thinks that I would want someone better for me. Silly her, I think I have already found everything I need. I want you to see the way her tiny hands curl up as she squeals in excitement when she tells you about her favourite kinds of music, the way men are the most charming in suits singing opera songs or how the Bee Gees has a unique flavour to each song. My god, She is so damn adorable I can't help but want to just pinch those cheeks of hers and tell her how adorable she seems to me.
She has had her fair share of heartbreak, pains and disappointments. She can be difficult at times, she can get a little aloof sometimes or she might be cranky because her insecurities overwhelm her. She's not to blame, and I won't blame if you don't see her the way I do. You see, she has been broken many times over, as we all have been. But with this girl, I don't understand... I see all the broken, little pieces. I see the way the light reflects off the curves and edges and I appreciate each and every small piece there but I also see the big picture, I see her for her soul and her essence. I see a person that wants to be loved for herself, to be understood and to be connected with, as like how any of us would want somewhere deep down too. Sometimes I wonder, this might be how it is to love someone and see someone as broken and as beautifully whole at the same time.
I know that she wants someone to see the workings of her mind as they link from one end of a scale to the other and yet at the same time,someone to appreciate her body, her every curve , the nuances of her movements and her flavours. I see that she wants to be appreciated in not just in soul but also in body. I see holes and empty spaces where past lovers have left their scars on. I do not expect myself to fill them up for her but I do hope that I can love her hard enough and the right way she needs it, so that she will understand to love herself and how to fill those holes up again. I see traces of disappointment where people have failed her for what seems to be really small things for them but they mean the world to her. I do not hope that I will never disappoint her, But I do hope that I can see her through the disappointments, with her. I hope you understand this, I do not want to the perfect person for her, I only want to be the best I can for her, and hopefully in time to come, for us.
And well as for me... I love it when she has those little giggles of hers and she would give me this, puppy-eyed stare and a little pout when she does silly things. I love it, the way she stares in to my eyes and try to read me. It is not that I do not let her read, it is simply because I do not let anyone access the deepest parts of me unless it is needed. And because of her I have come to like some really strange things.For example, I love the way her eyes lights up when she laugh. I notice the little crinkles by her eyes and the way her hands covers her mouth ,so much sometimes I get lost in the moment and I realise how beautiful the girl before me is, and in that second I find myself appreciating her and when that moment ends, I finally realise over and over again, that I am so, so lucky to have her and I am so in love with her. It is strange, what she has done to me. What loving someone does to people...
I need you to understand that she is a strange person to me. She is different from the copies that I see everyday. I feel so loved, sometimes a little disappointed, sometimes utterly frustrated, sometimes I feel a rush of excitement when her name leaves my tongue. Some times I feel like ignoring her, on other days I feel like simply throwing everything down and leaving everything behind, but at the end of the day, all I want to do is just to hug her and hold her so hard that all the broken pieces in her stick back together. That no matter how moody I may feel but I never show, I love her. I do so much,
Yes. I do hope for the one day that I can get to introduce her to the 6 of you. I do hope that the day will come where you might introduce me to yours too, whoever and wherever they are now."A ripple on the surface, A raging storm underwater."
