A rose

February 11th, 2009
A rose by any other name is still a rose

A rose by any other name is still a rose

When you start to have feelings for someone you like it just comes. You might not be looking for it but it comes to find you and kicks you in the groin.  Just like suddenly getting hit by a train. It just comes. Okay so maybe not really getting hit by a train as you’ll be able to hear it coming long before you even see it. So maybe a bus then. But anyways, yeah the feeling just rushes forward like a tsunami and nothing can stop it no matter what you tell yourself.

You might not had any feelings for that person in the beginning or you just wanted to be normal friends. But when it hits you it HITS you. Period. No cure. So what do you do when you have the urge to tell that person you like him/her? You try to overcome it by telling yourself you’re just thinking too much or you’ve just develop a crush that may seem minuscule. But then you start to realized that as time goes by you just can’t seem to have a normal and logical conversation like you usually have with that person or anyone else. When you talk together your brain starts to go on overdrive. Your heart beats faster. You can’t stop being nervous. You make yourself looking like a fool in front of that person you like. You fumble your words and you get your facts wrong every so often for that other person to correct you.

But all in all, in the end, you just miss being in the presence of that person. You do not care if you’re talking or not. You just wanna be next to them and radiate in their sunshine like glow like a crocodile under the sun. Once every little while you think of that person even though you’re suppose to be doing something very important. Seeing that person smile just makes your bad day seem like nothing and hearing their voice just calms you down.

Sigh…but a confession is like a rose. When it blooms its beautiful but when it doesn’t its thorns will hurt you in so many ways possible and this is true for all regardless of gender. In the end, you just want that person to start talking to you again.

Posted in Life, Random Rants, Thoughts

5 Responses to “A rose”

  1. Boss Says:

    A rose with thorns is still a rose.

  2. clow Says:

    Thats what I mean boss. Its not like you can have it any other way.

  3. zaque Says:

    The feeling of jambu… It happens. :P

  4. Lyndon Sorum Says:

    Aw man, this is one of my favorite blogs. Keep up the good work :)

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