Getting HITCH?
Friday, March 18, 2005HITCH; To marry: i.e., They got hitched last month.
It is a wonderful movie featuring Will Smith, an actor who never fail deliver strong meaningful message with his own style.
A good movie because it mean so much to me...
As I sit in the car, BB was driving me back, something keep hitting me, part of it shouts how important it is to be yourself in a relationship. It doesn't really matter if you have a big ass, well it does matter sometimes... But having a big ass is you! It's your ass, so big ass is you.
Anyway, what really matter is, what 'cookin'...
How it feels...
The feeling you get when "that" someone is there...
Worst, not there...?
The butterfly in my stomach,
The weird feeling that keep hitting me back, amaze me - big time.
Despite having "that" someone around, I just can't help feeling "unbelievable"...
I can't believe how his big strong hand is holding mine...
I can't believe how "unbelievable" it is to have him snoring away so loudly beside me...
It's like a dream come true...
I never wanna wake up...
Wish I can dream having him rest of my life...
So much dreamin, deep inside, I know I have to wake up one fine day...
Truth is, love is spontaneous, you can't rehearse love...
You don't rehearse your feeling because when you do, it's not about love anymore...
It's about what hits you right there, that particular moment...
No wonder things never work as I planned... There is so many times I planned to do this and that with BB, but it never work out... It just never, I can't seem to think properly, with or without him around. I just can't... and I know he hates it. He asked me once "What can you ever remember?" I answered to myself, YOU. But the answer never made it to him...
It does now...
He hit me when I first met him, right there, when he offered to hold my bag... No I don't mean he hit me physically. I mean he sweep me off... With a god damn good broom, really... Hehee... Or perhaps, he suck me off... Eerrr... I mean, with a good vacumm cleaner... Suck me off my feet. He does... REALLY.
He hit me right there again when he says he cares for me... with tears falling from his eyes...
What I really wanna say here is...
He did something that others did not, and that's the impact he made in my life...
He loves me so much... I can't remember when was the last guy ever love me so much...
Other then my dad of cause...
Despite being "loved", I realize, I'm trying to run away...
Maybe because I don't wanna hurt him anymore,
but I wish he know it hurts just to think of leaving him.
I don't know why Baby... But I hope you remember I have a special condition.
I can't think straight.
I'm getting help with that remember??
I wish he know how important he is to me...
How I always want the best for him, just like how he wanna me to have the best from him.
I wish he realize how I feel for him...
I wish he feel more secured, being with me.
I wish he could stop being worried bout me falling for another guy because all I can think of every moment, no one else but HIM.
Sweet dreams Baby...
I'll hug you tight tomorrow.
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