Monday, January 22, 2007

boston marley

He looked sideways and caught her.He stared menacingly,hating how she made him feel,just by flashing those big brown eyes.No words were ever exchanged,nothing.Just odd gazes and accidental run-ins.He wanted to cut his messy hair and and shave his beard just to see those big brown eyes go bigger in delight.But he didn't;wondering if she would ever notice how bad he wanted to.How it would effect the way she looked at him,making him freeze in his place.He stared at her now,hand on his lover's back,convincing himself that this is where he wanted to be.What boggled him,was that he would always come back.Despite the fact that he was already in love with someone else..or that he hated her..or it was snowing outside.He felt guilty when she looked at him and smirked like she knew something.Guilty when he made love to his dark beauty,and it was her face that he saw.Guilty.Guilty.But he would be back again.Tomorrow.The next day.Day after that.Just to revel in the magic of those big brown eyes.

3 comments:

Usman said...

a whirlpool of emotions...impressive!

but smtms I think that even a hated triangle or maybe square of love itself has become a cliche...

Zh~* said...

oh of course.we live in a world full of cliches,and repeating them only makes the impact stronger.

Usman said...

True that. Cliches are cliches precisely because they can be so true...