As I walk along I wonder, of what went wrong. It all seemed so good. I mean, she was the one.
You know, the one where you know, she is the one.
Time slows down, matrix effect, movement and the like. You definitely know that she is the one.
The smile, the laughter present in the eyes. not quite sparkling but they seem to lighten up the area surrounding her. You wish you can have a Kodak moment there and then. Immortalize the moment, in full splendour. Replay mode over and over and over again.
How come I never have the chance to write things like this in my diary? Oh yeah, cos I am not good in resonating my thoughts on paper. stupid brain. But then again, will I ever write in you, oh diary, of such things? No, I'm just ranting. It'll pass over, it's just a funny thing called lust anyway. I mean, do guys go, oh wow, she definitely looks like a great friend. How do girls work anyway, do they go, wow, look at him, he looks like such a good friend material.
but, good thing people don't work that way. much. anyways. thankfully I don't. maybe. Maybe I should think about it more. Nah I wont. too tired on my brain... not today I suppose.
btw diary, today, I had a crocochop. it was fantastic. I didn't know crocodiles tasted so good. underneath the hard exterior lies, succulent meat, after cooking of course. must try again soon.
11/01/1966
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