The daily rantings

"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs."

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

E.

It is going to be a year. A year since I last wrote a particular entry on a diary. A year since my heart was a captive of someone else's prison. A little toy that you could play with, pull the strings and I would do it. Anything, anything. I'd do anything for this one special person.
I had never thought this special person could ever be anything more than friends. It's more than I can ask for, I don't even know if I am deserving and/or worthy of him. He makes me smile like no other, and no other can be him.
What would've I became without this one special someone? If I hadn't met this one special someone on skype. If I hadn't talked to this one special someone. If I hadn't texted this one special someone. If I hadn't known this one special someone?

I would be a lot different.




No other boy is willing to travel over-an-hour distance, late at night just to send you home.
No other boy is willing to leave all his games and friends just to meet you.
No other boy is willing to give in in almost every fight.
No other boy is willing to kneel down just for your forgiveness.
No other boy is willing to stop trying to get back your forgiveness.
No other boy is willing to tolerate your lame, annoying jokes.
No other boy is willing to continue being lame in addition to your lame jokes.
No other boy is willing to accept your past so openly.
No other boy is willing to understand situations.
No other boy is willing to throw his pride away.
No other boy is willing to try all ways just to cheer you up.
No other boy is willing to wake up earlier just to meet you.
No other boy is willing to send you home almost everyday when you stay faraway.
No other boy is willing to do almost anything for you.
No other boy is willing to satisfy every food craving for you and with you.
No other boy is willing to shed tears with you.
No other boy is willing to accept all the times you overreact.
No other boy is willing to readily say sorry all the time.
No other boy is willing to love you more than anyone else.
No other boy is willing to try to be the perfect guy.

No other boy is willing to, but ekjl will.

ljkeevoli

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