Infatuation
He’s a disease. First a smile, then a nudge, then a wink and I can’t take it anymore. I’ve never looked forward to work more, though. But I realise I need to settle down. It makes it hard to work when work’s come second to getting a glimpse of him, the Winker, the Nudger, the Golden God.
I’ve had these ailments before and every time I think I’ll never get over it, I do. So, I guess it’s only a matter of time. I’ll get over it. At least with this one, it’s duration has been plotted out by how long he’ll be here. A year is all. Absence doesn’t make the heart grow fonder, it just makes it forget.
One note of positiveness. This is at last a real person, not some remote icon. Maybe by the time I’m 50, I’ll pick on someone by own size in awesomeness. For now, I’ll look on without staring, I’ll speak without gushing, I’ll kid without fainting, I’ll laugh and know when to stop. I’ll love every moment I have with him.
Posted on August 20th, 2007 under Life • 
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