I wonder if this is love..
Intermittently you would appear in my life, saying a word of wisdom or two. Sometimes you just pose a question, albeit a very difficult one. Most of the time I would be left scrathing my head, puzzled and dazzled by your inscrutable smile.
I often find myself running after you, directionless. You’re an enigma; I don’t even know where to start looking. I would get jealous if people seem to get you more than I do. Sometimes they would talk about your little quirks that I didn’t know existed. It is disheartening to see that my attempts to understand you always end up futile.
My main objective is not to perfectly know you. I know a lifetime spent with you would not be enough to fully explore the depth that is your complexity. Yet I want to just plunge in; I’m in for an exciting ride if you would be so kind to show me around. Even if that means being surrounded by the darkness that may lurk in your core.
Of course, I am not saying that you are distant. In fact, we are very close. We spend time together, often enough for people to get the wrong impression. And honestly, I enjoy wasting my time with you. Your blunt curiosity. Your cold hearted response to everything. Your schizophrenic personality.
In my universe, you’re the only one that makes sense.
Never before had I dreamt of falling in love with a subject, but yes, I might be falling for you.
And if this is real, life won’t be so terrifying anymore. At least I have your hands to hold on to.