Wednesday, May 19, 2010 11:08 PM
highly literary, with occasional grammar slips
with due respect.
it has been laying around for the longest time, untouched. like a middle-aged woman who has outgrown her beauty and svelte contours, it has forgotten the wonder of being looked on with admiring glances.
i guess it was the new things in my life that had so appropriately and, perhaps, more delightfully, seized its rightful places in my life. this menopausal lady can be so demanding and exhausting to maintain. but at the same time, if i would spend more time on it, i would have sustained a certain passion that would continue to burn even as it ages.
nubile young things like Ms Face B. and 21-year-old Forever have so mercilessly seduced my roving gaze. they drew me to their bosoms like how i first encountered this ex-wife. it was soon, impossible to wean myself of them. i went to them daily; sometimes, many hours at one go. i knew my old lover, Really-Loud, was waiting patiently for me but i was just too engrossed.
but every time i encountered stumbling blocks and exciting things in life, i would always think of my aging girl first. she was still, and would always be, my first love. you know how people always say first loves are the most memorable; Really-Loud never fails to come into my consciousness even as i wandered elsewhere.
on my first day at work, i told myself i would go back to her. i wanted to share this phase of my life with her. i guess 21-year-old Forever was too sapping (literally, for the bank account) and Ms Face B. was a little too snappy, i knew my girl would suit me just fine.
i'm going to start romancing you again, Really-Loud.
and quoting from my first ever entry on this space, i would say it again: for the inhabitants of the world, it's going to be a whirl of a time.
