Never Ever Ever Give Up!

No, I was not giving him up. He was a matter of what I called the biggest accomplishment.  Before we met, I was an ordinary bud. Sheltered and wrapped. Admitting my feeling was unlikely. It was a state I could never put myself into. It was a form of pride which I had been inseparable for years. And to me, pride was the last thing I would sacrifice. After all, a girl should really have that very one thing to survive, should she not?

But then an intruder gracefully stepped into my world and carefully turned it upside down, just like that. It was peculiar. He managed to ignite the light effortlessly. With him, the reveal of me suddenly appeared easy. So I foolishly let myself got too carried away and felt the charm at being exist in this spot. My emotions were genuine. At the end of the day, I found myself stunned by how extroverted I was turning. I started to blossom.

The excitement was irresistible. The fact that I got myself so helplessly tied up in him inextricably was annoying, yet pleasing. I was the object of his constant lovely attraction. He kept me in such agreeable flames one could never decline. Alas! The temptation was too much for me. I inevitably felt naked and so off-guard. I could no longer outwardly disguise what’s exploding inwardly. This was ecstasy, brought by a divine power to me.

Funny how everything had changed around me. Every little scene which used to be silly now seemed to amuse me. All those insignificant details had turned out notable. His lacking of ability to make me feel wanted had now become tolerable and even fancied. When I recited his name, my heart practically shrieked. How foolish! He had taken possession of my entire existence. Often did I wondered, when I tasted the bliss of being in love, if he felt the same. Oh! That would make us perfectly intertwined. 

I had decided to pursue this delicious joy. Ignored all the wickedness and torment which lay behind its shadow. I had let myself become so attached to him in the first place. It was the best decision ever. So I was yet to surrender. Obviously all those lovely things would lead to either serenity or a fiasco. Still I would contend, as the loss of that happiness of being with him would be hard to bear. And about pride.. I had long let it be a memory.