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And He is the kind of man that if I’m at the supermarket together with and I go off to get something and I lose Him… I get nervous and I start searching for Him in the aisles, until suddenly, right in the middle of the sea of trolleys, I see Him. And only Him. Because although He’s surrounded by lots of other men with their trolleys, it’s as if they simply don’t exist.
The Italians have a word for it, un colpo di fulmine. It just hits me and wham, thunderbolt city.
I’m certain that I’ve found the one. This is when I’ve bumped into my Mickey, it suddenly just feel so right.
More than a feeling ? It looks like there could finally be something wonderful between him and me. Sometimes I might think is it really worth risking everything for?
I really have no idea. I’ve never think of it.
But one thing for sure – as the radio plays its late-night love songs – there’s one girl here is about and already had find out that the best lines can sometimes be the ones I write myself………….
While still listening to the music, for a sudden, I trail off in my dreamy reverie. And quickly comes back down to earth. Yes. I miss Him right now. I am so desperate to tell Him how much I do miss Him every time when He phones me. The feeling is killing me. I insist not to tell Him about this because I know if do so, no matter how strong His feeling is, I’m afraid that one day He will feel bored and sense of care will reduce. So, I hope my decision not to tell would make a better us.
To be honest, I’m not sure what He’s like. I have no idea what my prince’s like. But, there’s one point that I’m really sure of - I’ll definitely know it’s Him when I meet Him.
I don’t know and I’ve never made any line or condition on how my prince would be. Or in another clear meaning – I’ve never thought of how my ideal soul mate will be.
To the one reading; and so will you, won’t you?
Now I thought of a song that suits this part – “Hello” by Lionel Ritchie.
And remember; ‘Don’t waste another minute as love waits for no one … ’
As listening to Lionel Ritchie’s velvety voice croons over the airwaves, I’m Wondering if you’re thinking of your beloved now while reading this,
Wondering how and what your soul mate’s like,
Wondering a young girl fall in love with a young boy - be together through every obstacles – married – have family and kids, and even surrounded by grandchildren,
Wondering if some middle-aged couple would gaze lovingly at each other, hug each other even tighter and
Wondering if some couple would grow old together, with till their hairs turn white but yet, holding hands walking together by the beach and spend the rest of their lives together.
Yet………….readers, are you there wondering what on earth that had possessed me to write all these in this chapter and share on what I think, imagine and feel to an audience of public that might view this BlogSpot and ask you to sort out my love life?
And here……………….I hope.
See ya till the next chapter to be updated.
-Andrea,14th. April 2011-
Quote of the day ; “ Sometimes even to live is an act of courage”-Seneca
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