The fleeting chapter; Unforgotten
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
I thought hard.
I thought long.
I thought of my life changing moments.
I thought of all the acidic moments life had thrown at me.
Then I realised, I have a story to share.
A sweet, heart racing one.
A love story of mine.
With no names mentioned.
I remember and will remember every detail of it.
It was one fine night, I was out to party.
And I heard of him.
I didnt see his face though, but all through the night I heard his name because he was in the same vicinity as I was.
I wondered then, who this guy could be.
And I forgot all about it, about him.
Then came the next year, I was at a birthday celebration.
This time, he was there too.
He was invited.
I saw him, and I thought, 'Oh so this was the guy that was being mentioned all night a year back.'
He was friendly, he was funny, and he was charming.
I couldn't help but find myself approaching him to have a conversation.
He had good conversational skills with someone new was what I thought.
Through the celebration I had a seat next to him.
We then had a photo taken randomly.
And he posed, and I smiled.
And I remembered all that fluttering I felt upon seeing the photo.
We cruised from there and moved on home.
We didnt have each other's contacts.
But then of course facebook was the major contact.
We didnt chat, we didnt talk. It remained like that for a while.
Until....
One day we had a mutual wedding to attend.
He came, he was the live of the bunch. He smiled. I smiled.
But that was that.
Then we started chatting on facebook.
I knew by then that this charming one had many fans of his own.
But I didnt care.
I didnt think it was love.
It wasnt, was it?
After a few days of chatting he got tired one day.
Yep, pretty fast if you'd ask me.
But wait!
He said, 'hey, I am too tired to chat. Can you sms me instead? Here's my number.'
Anddddd thereeeee itttt wasssss.
The 8 digits that made my world go round for a while.
I didn't text him immediately, I waited for like a few hours and said, 'Hey! This is my number! Save it now!'
And then smses were exchanged for a month.
So fast forward, he called me one night and asked me, 'hey, don't
mind me asking but would you ever consider a guy like me?', and I said,
'You must be crazy right now so please hang up.'
And he laughed and so did I .
I didn't need to answer the question.
He didn't need to ask even.
We had to hang out a couple of times because of unexpected situations.
There was this once we went out to catch a bit of the hookah together, and while he automatically next to me as opposed to sitting opposite me, I too got comfortable with the idea that he was next to me sitting at ease.
I remember playing some games through the night and I eventually rested my hand on his legs, cause we were sitting on the floor(duh, hookah) and he looked at me and I realised and I took my hand back.
He called me after we headed home and casually asked, 'So.... how come you were so comfortable with me that you could just plant your hand over my legs?', to which I was like, 'Er, sorry about that but I was just comfortable I'm sorry if it offended you.' And to which he said, 'No, I am not offended.'
He was there to celebrate my birthday once, and when we parted after my party he looked straight(such that no one sees him talking to me) and said, 'Call me once you get home will you?', and I smiled and said, 'I will.'
I knew my heart raced each time I saw him.
There was something in his smile.
There was and I couldn't quite get it out of my head.
And then on my birthday he had a status up that said, 'You make me smile...', and I was so warmed and fuzzy internally. He made my day. He did.
I was majorly attracted.
I like it at that.
I loved it.
He'd call and comment casually but it'd be about me that would make me feel so.....watched?
He would pick on me first, he would criticised everything on me, that would actually mean my nose here.
But then again everyone close to me know about my defect at my nose.
But he was different. He'd call, he'd start a random fight with who has uglier features and then he'd hang up.
Then he calls me back again and says, 'I am never going to say this again, but your nose is what makes you beautiful, you are beautiful.'
And then revert back to nasty self.
Lol.
I never had compliments from this MCP at all, but on times he did it, he makes it special enough for me to remember for the rest of my life.
We hung out alot hence.
So one time he called, and he said, 'I want to date a girl like you. I want to have you in my life.'
And I said, 'Ohhhhh....okay...I sense a but somewhere?', and he says, 'Yes, but!!!! I have some things to settle first.'
Intense conversations were the shortest we had.
Non meaningful conversations were the longest we had.
He kept it going, he knew how to.
And then came a day where he texted me, and said, 'Hey I wanna tell you something', and I replied with a, 'Yeah whats up?', and he'd be like, 'No nevermind that.'
So I probed and he said, 'please don't have me mistaken if I do tell you that.', to which I said, 'I won't, come on, I know you're going to discriminate or criticize something of me, so don't pretend.'
And then came his first, ever, 'I miss you...I don't know why but I miss you...'
That was it, Shahlocks was flying on cloud 91011.
But my reply was, 'That is really sweet. See you later.'
Maintain ah sia!
Lol.
See up till today, this guy I'm talking about has got no clue how he made me feel.
So we met, we spoke, we hung out, then he called me up one evening and said, 'Look, I am done beating around the bush. I want to be with you. But please know I have alot of things to settle.'
And I said, 'I am not rushing for anything.'
We then officially dated.
It was an entire new feeling for me.
I ensured every bit of me was presentable and nice each time I met him.
I loved how I was feeling.
But then of course all honeymoon period comes to an end.
And that was it.
But I wouldn't forget all the times he did something special for me.
Maybe I can't and don't want to forget him or anything he had done.
And maybe I can never get another time like this with him.
But there's absolutely nothing that can come close to sweeping me off my feet the way he did.
The intense conversations we had.
The butterflies-in-my-tummy I had.
The chemistry we felt.
And I know this chapter will be my favourite one forever more.
Love,
Me
