Rose Tinted Glasses

Why do I find it easy to fall in love?

One fine day, I met a guy that I couldn't believe I would actually like.
I couldn't say it was physical attraction because he was not my type at all.

He's tall, alright. His physique is nice too, but it was never a factor I always consider.

I usually go for someone who I think I would look good with, or someone who my folks would approve of. But I gave it a shot to get to know him, and indulge in a sweet spontaneous night.

It was very simple. Coffee. Long walk. And I should say, one of the most decent conversations I've had with someone for a reasonably long time. Like an old fashion way of getting to know someone outside phone calls and text messages. It was a long decent conversation.

I never thought I would experience it again after high school. Someone from the neighbor all-boys school would be waiting by my school entrance, ready to walk me home. We would have a nice chat while having Zagu and our hands holding each other. *Sigh*

So, this guy... He let me talk like he wanted to get to know me more. I wasn't completely interested at first with what he had to say, so I didn't dig into further details (knowing how I am like!) But he did mention a few things about himself along the way, and I actually enjoyed knowing more about him.

I feel like there's so much mystery in him that I have yet to unravel.

It was as if he was romantic. He brought me along sea-side where we found peace and comfortable place to stay. And it seemed like there was no one else in that place but us (although there was a live band playing).

I especially like his intellect. That he questions me with a lot of things. He speaks his mind. And he did not let the moment pass us by.

Moments passed and I was enjoying his warmth beside me. We even held hands like we already knew each other for a long time. *Am I dreaming?*

We walked some more and found a X-mark on the road - the intersection mark. He said, "this would be a great spot for a first kiss". He indulged me more by saying, "you know what they say about first kiss? It would give you the warmest feeling. So if you are feeling cold. . ." He would pull me in, and I would always look away and said "It's not gonna happen!". Until I finally gave in and pulled him in, and assaulted my lips with his. *Hahahaha* He said, "well, that's not the way to kiss." And then he gave me, one of the most decent, road-wide-open-underneath-the-stars and moon-kind of  kiss I have ever had in my life.


I guess it was that reason why I had allowed myself to have him take me home---to his place!

La Vie En Rose was played on the Ukelele. And with that, I was smitten by his charm.
He's a musician. I couldn't believe how passionate he was with music that he knows how to play several instruments.
He said he liked me. And I am just too obvious.
He said the right words at the right time. And it felt as if he knows how to treat a woman real good. He held me the right way.

All those things mattered.
And I think I am not gonna be satisfied with just being friends.
I wanted more of him.

My friends told me they don't like him for me.
Others said, just give it some time.

I am trying my best not to fall in love first.
I think I love him for everything that he is. For everything that he had done and made me feel.

Is that enough?

I care for him. I started thinking about him, and he was never out of my mind since.
I'm at the point where in I think I can give anything to him. Accept everything that he is now, and what I might still discover about him.

I am dreaming.
I am  drowning with the thoughts of him.

I have lost my mind again.
I need to know where this is going. Or maybe I already know, coz he already told me that he wasn't ready.
But there are so many things I still want to do with him. That maybe we both deserve to know and understand why we have even met in the first place.

I want to be the center of his life and I want him to own me.



I really don't know why I feel this way for him. There were other options. But I just think he might be the one.