SoakedI had one of those special nights last week. You know, one that you know you would remember in ten years' time because it can't help but become an imprinted memory.
You dress pretty.
You finally visit the place you have heard so much about.
You go out even though your heart is in a fragile state.
You're happy one minute and then completely distressed the next.
You unexpectedly bump into old friends who openly express their excitement in seeing you.
You receive hugs and kisses all around in attempt to comfort you.
You can't concentrate on anything but a certain someone.
After,
You walk to the bus stop twenty minutes away even though it's raining cats and dogs.
You're drenched but you don't care.
You shamelessly lose your temper.
You upset your friends.
You do your damnedest trying to hail a cab bending sideways at the edge of the sidewalk only to be splashed with puddles of water by a passing bus. (Just like in the movies)
You had to accept an unwanted situation.
All good things come to an end.

( a l y a a ) @ Sunday, October 29, 2006 / 1:13 am /