She calls it a mistake that should never have happened,a fault of cosmic forces that bumped us together,driving us out of our appointed trajectories into a similar milky way,now we float together in the same galaxy.I say thats sheer poppycock,absolute hogwash.I listen to her as she goes on and on with her unprobable theory,her lips rapidly moving as she tries to convince me."you see life in the city is random as city people cannot see the stars" she says mystically.Its almost as if she knows what she is talking about.I repress an urge to smack her on the face,you see her face is just too smooth for that.I watch her lips once again,the rapid movements gets me into a trance,I cannot hear what she is saying. I look at her tiny eyes,after forever i lean over and we kiss,but only for a moment.
At times she looks at me timidly.Tell me what we have is purely physical she says.I look at her dead in the eyes and say yes dear its only physical.She quickly buries her head at the crook of my shoulder.Is she relieved or is she depressed.I do not know or maybe i do not know her that well.You see when i say its purely physical am lying,how can it be.No it cannot.But now with hindsight i can say she wants more out of this.I want more to,but we are afraid,too afraid to disturb the universe (i think this is the phrase she would use)The consequences would be too heavy to bear,not just for us but for another as well.Maybe we should leave it at that,but cam we?
The third party is an innocent bystander,a pawn in this deadly game of love and seduction.Something like that guy who gets hit by a bus while walking on the pedestrian path or that unlucky guy who gets struck by lightening in an expansive field. A casualty of love.Now its my turn to develop a theory.In this world you win some and loose some.You cant have it all.Its a selfish theory coz am having it all. Well time is all we have.With time the chips will fall into place.
I look at my watch its four in the morning.I have not slept a wink.I should just as well go and sleep,some stories are after all too personal to write.I move to the bedroom,flip on the switch,my girlfriend is already asleep.I curse myself,funny how i did not think of her,a fourth casualty caught in this web..God i did not even think of her,am i that selfish??
At times she looks at me timidly.Tell me what we have is purely physical she says.I look at her dead in the eyes and say yes dear its only physical.She quickly buries her head at the crook of my shoulder.Is she relieved or is she depressed.I do not know or maybe i do not know her that well.You see when i say its purely physical am lying,how can it be.No it cannot.But now with hindsight i can say she wants more out of this.I want more to,but we are afraid,too afraid to disturb the universe (i think this is the phrase she would use)The consequences would be too heavy to bear,not just for us but for another as well.Maybe we should leave it at that,but cam we?
The third party is an innocent bystander,a pawn in this deadly game of love and seduction.Something like that guy who gets hit by a bus while walking on the pedestrian path or that unlucky guy who gets struck by lightening in an expansive field. A casualty of love.Now its my turn to develop a theory.In this world you win some and loose some.You cant have it all.Its a selfish theory coz am having it all. Well time is all we have.With time the chips will fall into place.
I look at my watch its four in the morning.I have not slept a wink.I should just as well go and sleep,some stories are after all too personal to write.I move to the bedroom,flip on the switch,my girlfriend is already asleep.I curse myself,funny how i did not think of her,a fourth casualty caught in this web..God i did not even think of her,am i that selfish??
