(Wrote this a while back; just wanted to share it)
I walked up to her introduced myself; I was dying inside though (tend to be shy at times) but I had to be bold because my guys were around. I needed to step up to her because I felt a genuine attraction. The first time I saw her there was something different in the air, I could not help myself but to stare. I couldn’t help but fall into her presence, ready to dive into the very depths of her. It was not what she was wearing or the smile she tried to hide; it went deeper than that; it came from the inside. I’m so serious mah (she hates that) when I first saw you, took my breath away, leaving me not only breathless, but speechless, clueless, thoughtless (and that’s hard for a smart ass like me). Every inch of my existence wanted to embrace you; I wanted to get closer to you and dig into your being. I was curious to know everything about you; I wanted to invest time in you.
There were a lot of people out there that afternoon but deep within I wished it was just the two of us. Your friend was around and I didn’t feel too comfortable until she left us both at the table. You were moving your hips to the beautiful sound of the band that was playing; I could tell you were happy to be there. Your angel like innocence, masked under your edgy, hardcore exterior,
sparks a fire deep down inside me, setting ablaze a passion so undeniable. I could not resist her, I was compelled to journey the depths of this visual oasis.
She is highly intelligent, well educated, great skin (dark skin and smooth like silk), beautiful face, gorgeous body (hourglass shape), great smile, she’s sophisticated and reserved, a bit conservative and based on our initial conversation, she’s a realist. Just the kind I like. Her elegance and inner peacefulness keeps me at ease. From the look in her eyes I see the passion of a soul in need of release that needs to be nurtured, to be touched, to be loved.
I wanted her. From the many conversations we had, I grew to need her to be with me. I know that I didn’t want to disappoint her or hurt her. I wanted her to be my home.
I never had a chance…
A twisted a fate forbade me from being with her…