NearokA
13-10-2004, 05:19 AM
Dear Keira
Today I write with a melancholy mood. Today I found myself reflecting on relationships. I’ve only been in one serious relationship in my life, and that was four years ago. Sure there are girls that come and go, but never did I think anything serious with them. Anyway, I saw a couple today and yesterday. It reminded me how beautiful love can be and how much I really miss it.
I miss a woman’s touch, the way a woman hugs me closely and the way she touches my face gently with her fingers and of course I miss the touch of a woman’s soft lips. Not just any kiss, one of those passionate kisses that a woman gives me when she thinks the world of me. I miss the feeling when a woman who truly loves me massages my body, especially after an intense workout, when my muscles are sore.
I miss a woman’s voice. The way a woman can speak sexy, it brightens my day. The way a woman will laugh at all my jokes, even the ones which are absolutely horrid. The way a woman tells me how much she misses me everyday. I miss the way a woman begs, how her voice becomes high pitched and cute and whiny. It always makes me smile.
I miss the way a woman looks at me. How her eyes glisten with desire and excitement as if I was the most important person in the world to her. I miss the way a woman looks. It’s the way she wears low-cut, hip-hugging jeans and tight, colorful tops. I miss the way a woman’s hair looks. How it bounces and flows naturally in the wind. And most notably, I miss the way a woman smiles, the way how a woman when she’s really happy scrunches her nose. It reminds me of a cute buny rabbit. I miss the way she crinkles and squints her eyes and how she smiles so wide you can see her beautiful teeth.
I miss being loved. I’ve been alone so long now. I did this on purpose, you know. I wanted to understand myself and better myself. The problem with my old relationship and the relationships I observe are all the anger and arguments and bitterness. And I realize that I cannot change the woman. She is who she is. All I can do is change myself, and hope that a woman out there will appreciate this. I took these many years to understand the source of my anger and bitterness and learn how to control these emotions because you know what? Life is too damn short to be angry and bitter all the time. I spent countless hours reflecting and discovering who I am at the core. And from this core, I attached the attributes I desire and everyday I work to improve on these attributes. For the most part, I think I have mastered anger; however, bitterness is much more difficult. It’s really easy to get annoyed at people. So far, I haven’t found a useful method to prevent irritability, but I am working on it. I know it has something to do with laughing and trying to see the positive traits in people.
I hope someday that woman who appreciates all the hard work I’ve done to try and better myself as a person will be you and I hope that these will be your attributes which I miss so dearly.
What parts and/or attributes would you miss if Keira was your lover and she had to go away for a few months filming?
Today I write with a melancholy mood. Today I found myself reflecting on relationships. I’ve only been in one serious relationship in my life, and that was four years ago. Sure there are girls that come and go, but never did I think anything serious with them. Anyway, I saw a couple today and yesterday. It reminded me how beautiful love can be and how much I really miss it.
I miss a woman’s touch, the way a woman hugs me closely and the way she touches my face gently with her fingers and of course I miss the touch of a woman’s soft lips. Not just any kiss, one of those passionate kisses that a woman gives me when she thinks the world of me. I miss the feeling when a woman who truly loves me massages my body, especially after an intense workout, when my muscles are sore.
I miss a woman’s voice. The way a woman can speak sexy, it brightens my day. The way a woman will laugh at all my jokes, even the ones which are absolutely horrid. The way a woman tells me how much she misses me everyday. I miss the way a woman begs, how her voice becomes high pitched and cute and whiny. It always makes me smile.
I miss the way a woman looks at me. How her eyes glisten with desire and excitement as if I was the most important person in the world to her. I miss the way a woman looks. It’s the way she wears low-cut, hip-hugging jeans and tight, colorful tops. I miss the way a woman’s hair looks. How it bounces and flows naturally in the wind. And most notably, I miss the way a woman smiles, the way how a woman when she’s really happy scrunches her nose. It reminds me of a cute buny rabbit. I miss the way she crinkles and squints her eyes and how she smiles so wide you can see her beautiful teeth.
I miss being loved. I’ve been alone so long now. I did this on purpose, you know. I wanted to understand myself and better myself. The problem with my old relationship and the relationships I observe are all the anger and arguments and bitterness. And I realize that I cannot change the woman. She is who she is. All I can do is change myself, and hope that a woman out there will appreciate this. I took these many years to understand the source of my anger and bitterness and learn how to control these emotions because you know what? Life is too damn short to be angry and bitter all the time. I spent countless hours reflecting and discovering who I am at the core. And from this core, I attached the attributes I desire and everyday I work to improve on these attributes. For the most part, I think I have mastered anger; however, bitterness is much more difficult. It’s really easy to get annoyed at people. So far, I haven’t found a useful method to prevent irritability, but I am working on it. I know it has something to do with laughing and trying to see the positive traits in people.
I hope someday that woman who appreciates all the hard work I’ve done to try and better myself as a person will be you and I hope that these will be your attributes which I miss so dearly.
What parts and/or attributes would you miss if Keira was your lover and she had to go away for a few months filming?