feeling it in your jellies
i'm infatuated again, indeed the three month rule is real.
the last thing i expected before the year ends is to feel something more than just a crush, let alone infatuation towards a person whom i had never considered before. but given the twisted turn of events that had happened to me, i ought to get used to being blindsided and learn how to roll with the flow of things. the latter, i've always been quite experienced with. but let's see how good our chemistry will turn out to be, the strongest trees tend to have the deepest roots.
it's quite a good reprieve for me to be so into someone else again, but more than a breath of fresh air i'm more keen on cultivating quality connections regardless of the outcome, because for me, the meaningful interaction is the goal, not the means to an end. i've grown inundated with aspiring to achieve a level of assimilation with anyone, the girls i wanted to be my wife turned out to be exes, the friends i wanted to keep drifted away - it can be such a crushing disappointment, and perhaps my expectations made it worse.
but as always, hope springs eternal, and this time around, i'll keep a sense of gratitude in my heart to whatever happens, ideal or unexpected, and to how much this lady made me want to feel alive again.
the last thing i expected before the year ends is to feel something more than just a crush, let alone infatuation towards a person whom i had never considered before. but given the twisted turn of events that had happened to me, i ought to get used to being blindsided and learn how to roll with the flow of things. the latter, i've always been quite experienced with. but let's see how good our chemistry will turn out to be, the strongest trees tend to have the deepest roots.
it's quite a good reprieve for me to be so into someone else again, but more than a breath of fresh air i'm more keen on cultivating quality connections regardless of the outcome, because for me, the meaningful interaction is the goal, not the means to an end. i've grown inundated with aspiring to achieve a level of assimilation with anyone, the girls i wanted to be my wife turned out to be exes, the friends i wanted to keep drifted away - it can be such a crushing disappointment, and perhaps my expectations made it worse.
but as always, hope springs eternal, and this time around, i'll keep a sense of gratitude in my heart to whatever happens, ideal or unexpected, and to how much this lady made me want to feel alive again.
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