A couple of messages I've sent to someone whom I admire since some years ago but is now in the States with her guy.
Something About You
Something always strikes me every time
I see you.
I'm not sure what it is.
It's something deep.
You strike me deeply.
Maybe it's your eyes.
Yes, I think it probably is your eyes!
Your eyes are deep,
and mysterious.
They never change.
They are always deep,
and mysterious.
What is behind those
looks?
Those gazes?
I always wonder.
And perhaps I'll never know.
They reach into me deeply,
they grab my attention,
and break the ice that wraps me
inside.
They look so familiar,
yet we've never met before,
or at least, I've never gotten so close
as to hear you speak.
Let me correct that,
there *was* one time I got so close to you
that I actually heard your voice,
but that was about it.
The truth is,
I don't know you personally,
yet I feel as though
I've known you all my life,
as if you're a close friend
from long ago.
And they, your eyes,
remind me of something else --
The sea.
Yes, strangely, they remind me of the sea.
Because the sea is deep, and quiet,
and mysterious, and beautiful,
and dark, and secretive, and your eyes
are all that,
and much, much more.
But it's not just your eyes,
it's your lips, too,
and especially when you smile.
When you smile...
something inside me smiles, too,
and I feel happy and at peace.
But still,
I don't think it's just your eyes or your lips.
There's something else.
There's so much more.
I don't really know.
But I love to wonder.
November 29, 2008Well, that's life. We have to move on.It's so nice to see you so happy.
I promise, this will be the last time that I will bother you...
I just want to say, one last time, how you have affected me so much.
You don't know me, and I don't know you personally.
I probably have no right for saying what I'm about to say.
But I need to say this, and I need you to know...
That I have never seen any woman as beautiful as you...
Seriously...
And not only that, I have never seen any woman who has eyes as deep as yours.
Who has a smile as beautiful as yours.
If I could just summarize all that I really wanted to say after all these months, and even years, it's simply this:
I love
your smile.
That summarizes pretty much all the poetry, and all the agony, and all the beauty that I've felt and continue to feel when I see and remember you.
I want to say it again.
I love
your smile.
I don't think I will ever tire of saying that.
Although I don't really know much about you (and I regret that I didn't grab the chance to talk to you) I've felt and continue to feel as though I've known you all my life, and I've felt pretty sure that you're the only person in this life who holds my happiness. I hope I'm wrong.
You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and ever will see, and you're the only person whose gaze really reached deep inside me.
But I'm happy because I can still cherish your memory.
Best wishes, and God bless you both every day.
February 12, 2009![]()