Showing posts with label sparks fly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sparks fly. Show all posts

Sunday, 14 April 2013

Staring Contests

The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.” 

                                                                                 - Victor Hugo 


i am not above stolen grins 
and obliging the occasional reckless desire
anything to capture your attention

i just want to be in your atmosphere.

i never thought that it would come to this
goes to show what i know.
first chance, one glance
unexpected; out of nowhere
never could i have seen it coming
goes to show what i know.

i thought it would be just once
but you proved me wrong
whether better or for worse,
it goes to show what i know.

it's not quite like me to do this
it shakes me right out of my safety net
to meet your eyes, straight-on
staring me down; a challenge?
and the question
i am afraid to ask 

this is more than the other side of the door
and more than i could have fathomed
circumstance will decide our fate
in time

so
dear stranger with the tentative smile,
and the bold searching stare 
thanks for turning my world upside down 
the only thing i know now is that 
i don't know anything at all
you are the best thing
that isn't mine

yet.

waiting
is going to be 
the hardest part.

for now,
i will continue
to be your best-kept secret

Friday, 21 December 2012

C10H12N2O

     “Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. How on earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? Put your hand on a stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.”

                                                                                   – Albert Einstein

     Have you ever spilled your guts to a perfect stranger? That’s chemistry.

     Have you ever been drawn to someone for inexplicable reasons—and it was nothing they could have said or done? That’s chemistry.

     Sometimes you meet someone and you just know. Sometimes you meet somebody and the pieces start to fall together in a way you never could have forseen. Sometimes you meet somebody and they see right through all your walls and mirrors and illusions that you put up to deflect others, and they read you like an open book. That’s chemistry.

     And like all chemistry, this chemistry has consequences—mostly in the form of reactions. As humans, we behave no differently than atoms at the lowest level—we are completely powerless against attraction beyond our control.

     Except this chemistry is unique because there are no laws that govern it. It moves freely; dances of its own accord; it is unbounded by the gravity and the science that defines worldly existence. It picks and chooses its time and place with no regard for the past; it is undefined—it is perhaps the greatest mystery of our own souls.