My mysterious Mr. M is very captivating. Some may think I am crazy, but who cares what they think. Mr. M is a man that appears to be mysterious and that makes him very sexy. Sometimes we follow each other with our eyes and I wonder what he is thinking across the room from me. I know he probably thinks that I have no social skills because he says things to me and sometimes I am at a loss for words. Not because I am stupid but because he is so quick that I am often left speechless until after he has already sailed past me. Other times when I am quick enough to fire back, it almost feels like I haven't said enough in a way.
Yet, I always have a smile on my face whenever he is around. It's like instant happiness. My own little drug of choice I guess you could say. I try to say things that will make him think or that of course brings out the gorgeous smile he has. It is very breathtaking to see him show joy on his face. You can feel the warm of his smile. It is infectious. No matter how hard I try it is hard not to notice him when he is around. And he is around often.
Alas, I am a cynic. And as cynics often do, they doubt themselves. I doubt a lot of things. Probably more than I should. And in most cases I would doubt things big time here. However, something about him makes me hopeful. Maybe it is his best qualities that shine through for me to see. Maybe it is the fact that I find him incredibly mysterious and sexy. Or maybe it is just the fact that I don't want to be cynical in this case. After all, if we don't have hope what do we have? Even if he turns out to be a toad at least I got a glimmer of something wonderful right?
Don't Be A Lemming!
Friday, February 1, 2008
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