The seashore and me

On our first month, I wrote this…

Looking from a far, I see the calm, blue waters and those white things up there are clouds like puffy cotton candies. I used to stand on the white sand feeling its texture while enjoying the ambience. My eyes were caught fascinated by waves but still, I was indecisive to touch the cold waters. My fears commanded me to step backward and return to my place. I was stupid back then.

It took me years to stay there. And on my long wait, I met different kinds of people and observed how they handle emotions. We shared stories. I found out that each and everyone have something in common… that on the top of the human list is a need to love and be loved.

I saw some people falling in love and I’m happy for them as well as with those who remain in the presence of staying in love with their partner and being strong with their relationship. Unfortunately, there are some who had fallen out of love and decided that it’s safer to remain on the shore than seeing yourself either by floating and nowhere to go or by drowning without anyone to rescue you. So that’s the frightening part of it, then I began to imagine all the worrying things that could happen but then again I realized that I’m scaring myself to death. I decided to move beyond my fears and just feel free!

But it’s not easy. Time taught me to move eventually my worries. And surprisingly, it turned out to be something enjoyable that I couldn’t believe its happening. Bit by bit, I find myself pulled by the shore as the blue, cold water hesitantly touches my toes. Eeee!!!… It gives me the shiver but I enjoy the feeling because my feet found its new direction. I learned to eliminate the fear of drowning because I know he’s at my side.

Whether you stay or go across the line, it’s always a choice.

And for me, I found a new meaning of being HAPPY. More to freefalling in the air, walking on clouds, the shiver thing is… the feeling of happily in love with him.

Now, for our ninth month… here it is…

Standing near the shore, waves are in a rush of going to my feet. . It’s the shiver thing that I feel… Ooh! And it’s certainly better than the first time.

However, the mighty sea quickly pulls it back, leaving my feet cold and wet, with a touch of sand that rests in between my toes.

As I see waves go back and forth, not a moment that it fails to kiss the shore or perhaps it silently says: wherever you go, I’ll reach you with my love.

Deeply attached with the love-filled aura of the seashore, I greatly think that you are the wave, for being so patient to make me feel loved and special.(That’s why I’m a hella lucky earthling for having you!)

And… i can’t wait for the next rush as i miss being in your arms again.

~ by ickaissimo on September 3, 2007.