Dear,
This would have accumulation of uncertain subjects and frustration which carries some sense of pride. Do I not have the intention to approach you and can’t you feel my heart. I forgot I don’t even know you. During event where it seems glamorizing, it’s a pleasure to meet but also a nightmare after seeing you. What if that is the last time of seeing you in a bright condition, what I mean is while the chance still last and weather still allow, my opportunity to meet you still persist. And all these meeting amount to nothing, but the sense of guilt and memories.
Whilst, memories might have impacted my next inspiration when I meet, I still struggle to find out that besides you, there is always disturbances and distractions. The moment we are together in one place, physically distant, might always be a good timing plus encouraging spirit. For the body is weak, but the soul is willing, the physical appearance might always be the first appeal and the demonizing effect. Shall I say that it is an asset or not?
Still trying to fix the fluency and the pieces in my head, I find it quite hard to construct a complete sentence in describing all that I feel. But let it be personal so the aroma shall stay where it should. All these year of fantasizing purity in the midst of love, well, might as well be positive, but where is it?
The fixture of Heaven and Hell amounted to nothing but school. A communal and societal encounter with both love and knowledge. It cremate a kid’s future in the midst of wonderland. Death in Garden of Eden, shall I say. While this might be controversial and confusing, but it still relies on who to speak of. Many might thing there are plentiful deer out there waiting to be fetched to the night market.
Hence, from what I see, there are some grabbing going one, well, scientifically, the fittest will survive with the pleasure of “gaining” something. Arguing this point, it might not always base on the asset or ability one have, but also depend on the timing and opportunities of the nature. When you wanna strive to get a deer, never when she is hunted and became and an appetizer.
There is still uncertain in the observation of the nature in school, but I am getting it through. It seems like paparazzi but do I have a choice to get away when everything is portrayed in a piece of “The One”?
Now let us figure, who’s the deer? Who sync with it?
That reminds me of secondhand girl.
