These are but vain attempts to express, by one who wears her heart on her sleeve. Words, much like love, can be ever elusive... ever frustrating... like trying to paint a million stories on a single canvass. If you will read, please do not ask. Just feel. Or at least try to. The meaning is, whatever you have felt to be there, or the lack thereof :)

Weird



…and silly
How you’re confusing and scaring me
A stranger that you are
And a stranger that I am
    to me
    to you

…like this verse
Like my train of thought
And my yearning to know you
(How dare I?)

..coz even though I know
That all these will eventually subside
I still insist, still want to reach out
Want to at least be an acquaintance
Want to, at most, be your friend.

…and kind of embarrassing
But then, who cares?
Bear with me.
Or at least, smile.
Because I guess I’m just
Weird

2001 February 26


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