måndag, januari 25, 2010

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Just a few weeks ago I was whining to my girls about how much I missed him. Just a few weeks ago I thought Michael was my everything.

I wouldn't call it a fateful evening. But it was that day, a particular someone (conveniently) walked into my life and turned me (partly) crazy.

It was in front of Kinokuniya when I first saw him. The warmth, the charm - I melted. Over ice teas at the Food Court, I was unable to look him in the eyes. There was something about him. Something that made my heart beat faster and slower at the same time. Something that gave me butterflies in the stomach. Something that made me looked away half the time.
I asked if he'd like to take a walk at the park - safe excuse; so I wouldn't have to look at him. Then we went for Indian food. He could've just left after that - but no. He decided it was best if he walked me to my car (secretly.. I was hoping he would do that.)

We talked so much that evening. I felt the good vibe. I felt the instant connection. I felt like I've know this guy longer than just a few hours - how often do one gets to feel that anyway?

When I dropped him off in front of KLCC; when he gave me those polite "two kisses on the cheeks" - I knew I wanted to see him again.

And that, my friends, was the start of our (almost) daily meeting :)


He met my bestfriend on our second "date" -
(and I don't just introduce any guy to my bestfriend.. so go figure!)

They got along well (and Feb isn't the kind who likes somebody almost instantly). We had dinner at Madam Kwan with two friends from CouchSurfing; actually met THE Madam Kwan and spent the rest of the evening talking over drinks at La Bodega.

It was that night when we first walked hand in hand. And it was that night too, in front of his hostel - I realised I do actually really like this guy.

I bet by now, all you readers, have started to think I'm the kind who falls in and out of love easily. I might seem so - but actually I'm not.

With this one - I fell for his personality; the way he carries himself. I adore his well-traveled self. I like the fact we have many, many things in common. I love the fact I could just sit there with him, not saying a word and yet still feeling satisfied.

I wanted so much to fall head over heels with him. But I'm not sure he'll be there to catch me when I fall - considering "who" he is. I told him how I wish he's not just a passer-by. It'll make things far less complicated.


He left for Malacca on Sunday -
Never thought I'd be saying this but yes, I'm admitting to the world - I'm already beginning to miss him :(