>> [Thursday] 9/5/2002 :: 7:25 PM -- NEWMSG [Latest rambling ko. As in mga... twenty minutes pa lang. Inspired by someone.] Lately, thoughts of you have been racing through my head. You. And questions. Questions that start with "What if??" Thoughts of what could've happened. Thoughts of what could've been. "What if I had the guts to tell you how I feel?" "What if I threw all my cares to the wind and asked you to be mine?" "What if I didn't have anyone else to worry about?" "What if we've never met??" I'm scared. I'm afraid of the repercussions of whatever I could've done. Of whatever I might do. Can I handle them all? Can you? Will you? You won't even give me the time of day. Or a loving smile. Or a seductive wink. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. How could I gather up the courage to walk up to you and admit my feelings, when you make no signs of feeling the same way I do? You've thrown a few hints across my lap. Or at least I think they're hints. Rather, I hope they are. Are they? I don't know? I'm confused. Do you love me? Or at least like me? Do you care for me? Or at least concerned? Just how do you really feel for me? Are we doomed to stay friends? Or am I bound to break this friendship because of my foolishness? I don't want to lose you. But I don't want to risk losing your feelings for me if you have any. If I act too soon, I risk everything. If I don't act at all, I forfeit everything. Damned if I do, damned if I don't. Help me. I want your help. I need your help. Love me. I want your love. I need your love. Come to me. I want you. I need you. Help me put my world back together; the world you shattered the moment you placed me in this dilemma. Help me find order in all this chaos. Kiss me. I need to feel your lips against mine, locked in a warm, tender kiss; a kiss that's an amalgamation of all the lust and love and passion and of innocence broken. Hold me close. Make me feel wanted. Make me feel you want me. Make me understand your feelings, your dreams, your sorrows, your joys? And let me show you who I really am. I'm lost. I'm wandering around in this limbo, unsure of my next move. Unsure of the way out. Unsure if I want to get out. Help me. I need you. I hope you need me too. Help me. It's all too sad? Frustrations, regrets? What if one could just decipher the thoughts of another with just one look; would it make things easier? Would you let me look into your soul? I would. What if love isn't an essential part of one's life; would I be needing you now? It pains me to see you, it pains me to be without you. What if I didn't feel pain? What if nobody felt pain? Maybe then, I could walk up to you and tell you how much I love you. Maybe then, I wouldn't care whether or not you felt love for me? ------- ``The game was over. The game had just begun.'' -- To Kill The Potemkin, Mark Joseph ... * <- Tribble *- <- Tribble after male augmentation