Skip to main content

I don't like this feeling


Here I go again, mustering all the strength and courage to suppress this feeling.  I don't want this kind of excitement after I chatted with you in the net, and after we exchanged text messages.  I just do not want to anticipate.  I just do not want to jump into conclusions like there is "something" about it.


But at the same time, there is a part of me that says, "Let go!"...because I get tickled here and there?  It gives me those goosebumps again.  It makes my heart beat fast again after hibernation for years.  No, it cannot be.  I am just misinterpreting words.  I am just entertaining thoughts that I want to think about.  I am interpreting words like they were terms of endearment.  I am nurturing false expectations...again.

I do not want to get hurt again.

Should I stop? Should I ever entertain it again? Should I just let go?
Enhanced by Zemanta

Comments

  1. sir salamat po sa comment nyo. na-appreciate ko po iyon. i followed back narin po. tc. :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. its always good to get tickled, but yeah it shouldn't distract you from what you're doing diba?

    pero yun, unrequited love, if it develops. complicates stuff more. been there, done that. :|

    ReplyDelete
  3. yes, I agree with you. kaya huwag na munang ma-inlove. hahahaha...

    ReplyDelete
  4. pero malay mo, this time around ay mabuti ibubunga ng tickling na yan hehe... why don't you try, and no expectations (devil's advocate ba.. hehe)

    ReplyDelete
  5. @Prop, yeah, I might try soon. hahahaha...pero may sipon ako ngayon, so hindi pwede. maybe next week. wag muna sya magparamdam...di kaya ng kapangyarihan ko...hahaha...

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Thank you for reading and sharing my passion...feel free to write your comments!

Popular posts from this blog

Texting epic fail!

Image via Wikipedia I have been very careful in sending text messages, whether official and personal.  I have been wanting to hook up meet the guy I met 2 years ago.  So I kept on texting him, because he might have been busy, all along.  You know, he is a medical doctor, and you know how doctors are. Anyway, here is my recollection of our text conversation:

Disconnect to reconnect

For the past week, I have avoided blogging to talk about my worldly existence.  I am slowly going back...and I just found the right explanation why we need to be disconnected sometimes. I want to share this with you, and I am sure you'll know what I mean...

A letter from Badong

t Image via Wikipedia Dear Mr. G, I am writing this letter to end all of your and the rest of the barkada's suspicions about me—that is being gay. I know, Mr. G, that you are always asking me if I have a girlfriend or not. Once, you even asked me if I have a boyfriend. I almost told you I had one, but was unsure of what you will say or think about me. I tell you now, I am gay. I hope you are not shocked. Although I have had relationships with women/girls in high school and college, I always knew I was attracted to men—since elementary days. There is no denying that I slept with most of them. I mean it when I say now that I have had good sex with them. So to say, I was not homosexually active then.