It’s the way she looks at me.

 

Her lively eyes that never stop dancing, twinkling, darting around, looking for something new that catches her attention.

 

It’s the way she leans on me when she just feels like it. Not that she needs some sort of support all the time, but just the hint to me that she needs me there to support her. It’s the way her laugh tinkles, a song that never fails to brighten up my mood. That soothing tone of voice. That radiant smile. That silky hair that smells so nice, so freshly shampooed. The way the small of her waist fits snugly around my arms, the way her arms easily link up with mine, the way her hands easily slip into mine.

 

And best of all, it’s the way we connect intellectually. Finally someone I click with, who understands everything I say immediately, without the need for me to elaborate. Even better, those magical times when I don’t say a thing, and she reads me spot-on. That’s magical, because I haven’t encountered a single person who is able to read my thoughts accurately at all. Have I always been that good at hiding, or has that special someone not turned up, till now?

 

And we banter. It’s her amazing way to throw back my needling, straight at me, without making me feel under attack. She makes me relish every single barb she throws at me, and yet lets me feel that she still treasures me, still loves me, in the midst of all her cosy banter. She can act dumb, but that’s when she chooses to. Anyway I’ll never think of her as dumb. Great to finally find a girl who can hold her own in sharpness of spirit, yet fit comfortably when our egos meet.

 

I’m so glad I met her. I’m so glad that she’s part of my life now, allowing me to look after her, care for her, make sure that she’s well provided for and loved. I’m so glad I have her to talk to, to tell everything to, to have a reassuring hug when things don’t go well. Then again, things can’t not go well, as long as she’s around.

 

I’d be the most fortunate man in the whole wide world. A pity that she hasn’t appeared in my life… yet.

 

dejectium out

0128 hrs gmt +7

19 august 2005

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