Stapled by your Enormous Love

     (guys are like stars. There are millions of them out there, but only one can make your dreams come true. It's the star falls for you)

    The loudest creep in the night is the smile that broads and glows so right beneath a blanket of stars that shone and bright in the eerie night.

     As if sensing my thoughts, I sat up and scooted closer. Leaning in, he kissed me passionately on the lips, and I was suddenly certain that I wanted nothing more that to spend hours and hours wrapped in his arms, just like this. The scene was replaying in my head over and over again, and I can't help but to smile enthusiastically. As the morning sunlight streamed through the living room windows, I stretched before rising to my feet, peeking down the hall. I sat up-bolt into the porch right away as I get in. Closing my eyes for a bit helps me think about this guy I used to call the ‘love-you-with-all-my-heart-guy’, I smile in diffusion, for I knew that there really is such thing more that magic that he’d let me seen. My eyes exhaust open the again. I looked at the façade of the place, the façade of a lovely and flamboyant yet flourished place. A place that somehow lies in his eyes. A place that I found only his side. Over my 14 years of existence; I never felt anything as fun, as exciting, as bearable, as unforgettable, as magical like what he’d let me seen.

     Eavesdrop, I thought. As I lay down, falling asleep in my room. His vision trucked and bothered me in pathos. Thus, before I could say a word, I slouched, staring at the open window. Witnessing the night’s bewitching beauty of the stars; thinking about everything we had. There really is nowhere in this world I would rather be than be in his side forever, I thought smiling in the moonlit sky.

     Just by looking into his eyes, I know a place, forever, isn’t hard to find.

The Reply

                                       (every day you wait is one day you'll never get back)
  
 ...Outside there was a strange illness, except for the thirsty birds that sang lazily on the dying trees. The blinding midday heat had forced me to go back peacefully into my room. It was quite dark, and I was covered with sorrow and pain. I can't even see the silhouette of the light. "When will I ever know the reply" I whisper to myself slowly and softly as it can be.

   I suddenly felt panicky like a mouse cornered by a hungry cat, for I know he is not by my side. I sat lonesomely in the dimly lit room to contemplate: This distress is killing me softly. I miss his hugs, kisses, touch and his smile. I miss me when his around, indeed. Now that we are consecrated, the pain's flooding around the corner of my life. I feel so cold without his touch, I became so unsure about doing anything. I know for this moment, all I need is him. How will I find peace and joy if living is without him? Perhaps, it is my fault though. I was a fool to never realize all I've said. I was totally a bunch of obnoxious wreck to never care at somebody' feeling and affection. For now I was a little tiny mice waiting for an impossible reply that he'l somehow forgive me for what I've done

   Oh dear, I'm so down. My rocket threw me down below the high sky. Joy rejected on me, sorrow's now here in my pace. The facade of his sparkly face gloom in the morning sun as it so shines so bright, too bright.... only then for a bit while it was gone, gone with the morning lit that turns again so dark and black. Oh how will I supposed to live without your love. Honey, come back to me. Your all I want, all I need, and your the only one that completes me. Honey your my refuge and strength. What would it be without you then? I don't want anyone else in the world than to feel your arms around me. Honey, your my everything, your the every piece of my humanity.

  In the cloudless sky the moon shone so brightly, and the numerous stars glittered with a bewitching beauty. I could still hear my heart beating painfully within me. "How I love to see him smiling at me. Assuring me that he loves me not less but instead more. How I long for the reply. I'm still here waiting for the love of my life." I hummed lonesomely with the evening stars.