BlogEntryNo255

I am just a girl.

sudden rush of inspiration and enthusiasm to pen down a fictional story.
doesnt happen very often you know.
oh wells.

sue me.
i have the urge for chick flicks now. unless you can give me a nice pimped up, modified car-racing movies.
i know, weird taste i got going these few days.actually, weird taste all the time.
for your reading pleasuree....

"I wouldn't give up" were the exact words from the mouth of a fine young man. A man who had the appearance of a confident lad but a heart of a bewildered and unsure chap.

How was it ever possible for her to fall for a man who did not seem like he could win her heart even if he tried? Nevertheless, here she stands with tears streaming down her cheeks. Every night she plunks her head on her silky embroidered pillow with baffled thoughts of uncertainty and insecurities. The girl who kept herself self-assured and self-efficient finally finds her heart melting along with her walls of security. Everything crashing against her will. “You know I would trust you if it meant the world. But how am I to trust that you wouldn’t walk out on me. Not after what I’ve been through.”

There was this night when the man picked up the phone and dialed his favourite numbers awaiting her exquisite and elegant yet delicate voice to greet him at the other end. Something was different that night. In her perplexity, she greeted him with her usual self hiding her thoughts and sadness but who was she to fool. He knew her all to well. As good as an artiste she was, she could not hide her feelings from the man. Deeply in love, the man was determined to find out the cause of his beloveds downcast. He would have given up anything if it meant his life, just to see her gorgeous smile again. Yet, in the midst of it all, the only thing he could say was “I wouldn’t give up. I don’t know what else to do or say besides I wouldn’t give up”.

“Just tell me you love me. Just say you love me. Tell me you love me and I’ll trust you just this once if not forever” were precisely the words flowing through her mind but it was to be held in. She would have told him everything. She would have blurted out everything but she could not. At that moment, she could not.

How was it possible for her to fall for a lad out of her league we’ll never know. It is just the mysteries of love and life. Yet, one thing is certain. She saw all the love he had to give, all the care and sincerity he had, everything from the earnestness of his heart to the authenticity towards others. There was something different about him. He knew what he wanted and he made sure she knew it. He took care of her, he respected everyone around her, he made sure she was comfortable along with the treatment like a delicate and precious little silver. What more could a girl ask for?

Here was a young woman, standing at the edge of her toes, waiting for a man to love her. Here was a young man, struggling with all his might, asking a girl to trust him. Thus far, I am just a girl, standing at the edge of her toes, waiting for the man to utter the words. He is just a guy, struggling with all his might, hoping she would trust him.

Hugs and kisses,
-Joanna, 12.48pm