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Reconstruction
2006-05-10 23:37:49 (UTC)

Tidings Rush Up Those Knees

There are days when the ground below one's feet crumbles
and caves in, leaving the impression of desolation. It's
like the world has re-organized its bookshelves overnight,
and the your familiar bounded neighbors are replaced by
strangers.

Some days are void of the pleasant past, when perhaps
occurances have slighted everyone, or maybe it's a tiring
day. But there's the uncanny feeling that something is
missing, or the realization that the happiness on that
person's face is suddenly gone. Frightful assumptions rise
to suggest the reality, the boiling mass that has been
building up since the longest. In my case, I sense that
a certain friend and I may very soon drift apart.

Time eventually pushes you away from people, if not death.
I see the uneven ground, and am ready to accept any
fateful mishappenings. It's life.

Life also happens when surprises come along when you least
expect them. My days are already preoccupied enough to
allow any space for infatuations, and had hoped that I
wouldn't have to run into my crush the rest of the week.
Today, he was the first person I saw. The best I can do to
deal with a crush within my vicinity is ignore him, and in
the predicament of a face to face confrontation, act
distracted. I'm shy when it comes to boys and gushy
feelings, so it isn't everyday that I get to see his full
face. Suddenly I was reminded of the beach; his creamy
complexion was that of the golden sand, and eyes very
exotic and mysterious-like. But also very pleasant and
inviting. There was a hint of a glow, almost angelic-like-
it was ridiculous. Yet beautiful.

He was sweet, too, jumping to aid me in a question.
However, I was becoming flustered. Stress heading in from
the exams, pressure rolling in from his presence, and
agitation exploding from my excitement, it was all I could
do to keep sane. He headed off, striking me with a concern
that perhaps I might have offended him. The thought of it
plagues me to this hour. Hopefully, my view was too
clouded by the weight, and I cross my fingers that his
friends didn't notice my behavior. Might as well accept
the fact that he might know the truth behind my offish
attitude.

I can't get over the fact, but what is done is done. Like
a friend once wrote: And the wheels keep spinning round
and round...I just don't want to be the one to fall
behind.

Yes, life happens.




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