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Precious
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Just today, I have wrote four full notes in my phone about what I want to talk to you. If I lost my phone, I will cry. I've written so much of my feelings in there. Now it holds all my secret. I won't be able to wish you good mornings and nitey nites personally so to my phone I will say. I might not blog much cause everything is in there. You might get to see mine, but you won't let me see yours anymore. Hey, I could recognize you in a crowded place from afar. When I close my eyes I see you. When I open my eyes I think of you. When I am outside I see memories. When I am surrounded by these four walls, I wish for you. You give me a heart attack when you text me all of the sudden. You give me butterflies inside when you suddenly appear in my sight. You give me a bad heartache when you push me away when all I was trying to do was to hold out my hand for you to grab on to. You make my heart feel as light as a feather when you hugged me and dropped your head on my shoulders. You make me smile with the cute little things that you would do. You made me feel like I could touch the sky long ago. Will you make me feel like that again? I know I will make you feel that way if only you let me. I can only be honest to a certain extent here. Only in that tiny little thing I carry around so close to me everywhere is where I can say all while being fully honest. I guess its become my heart now. Precious. It can be a what. It can be a who. It can be a moment. It can be a feeling. But there's only one thing precious to me that I call out to as precious. 
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