I wonder what it was I saw in her all those years ago
I wonder what it was I saw in her all those years ago. The first time I saw here I didn’t think much about it. At our second meeting, how did I know within 5 minutes that she is the one?
Sure, she’s pretty, smart and sounds good. How were we to overcome two cultures that don’t see eye to eye? Could I really be not lacking in her eyes?
I didn’t think about these things 10 years ago. I trusted my gut, then took and enjoyed and made each day what it could be.
Some bad, mostly good. At times apart in love, others in pain for the hurt we delivered upon ourselves so carelessly.
I have no answers to give still of how I knew she’s it. My only clue is that I wanted her real friendship, than her body. Even now I recall to myself of then saying; don’t screw this up.
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8/29/2009 – I’d swear Peichi’s my muse for the amount that I ponder and write upon her. Maybe it’ll make more sense some day. For now, I write what feels, that should.
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