Mr M.

Attracted to him was I and this attraction begin years back. Tall was he. Although frail looking, tough was he. He possessed great self-motivation, great self-discipline but lack self-confidence.

Guess that's what I liked about him. What I found extremely special and rare in a guy or maybe even in a person.

Truth is, i've never really interacted with him in person but virtually. Kind of pathetic you would say.

However there was once by chance, I met him at a place filled with graffiti and loud music. Thats when I found out what toned and alluring body he had, how concerned he was about me. How he held my hand and looked into my eyes but at the same time, I see confusion in his eyes. Hell, he confuses me up until this day.

From that day onwards, we became closer. Went on a pleasant date.

But the thing with him is he is always hot and cold. The period of closeness with him never lasts.

But once in a blue moon, i'd get a text from him and feel like a child on christmas morning.

Erase this want to see him again from me please.

Whore-like heart.

Sometimes I wonder if I have a whore-like heart. A heart that contains too much feelings for too many different people. I wanna talk about it. But I can't tell anyone. An explanation for this blog. Acts like a diary. Hell, I can't write neatly, I'd just end up tearing the pages from its spine.

Of course, I can deemed myself a maiden. For I have not done the deed. It's just feelings I never seem to rid of.

You know that feeling?

When you get a surge of happiness upon seeing someone...