Sunday, August 7, 2011

Hold me tight

I don't need a man in my life, I've been telling myself that for the past few years. in fact, that statement is quite true most of the tine. It's easier to avoid things that may hurt me. I guess I'm afraid of falling in love again a bit.

But then on days like today, when everything in the world seems like crap, I wish I had someone to hold me and comfort me. Thing called skin-ship is a miraculous medicine. Just a friend hug is great too, but being in arms of a person and being showered with kisses, I miss all that.

I was over on the Pulau Bintan last weekend, and we stayed at a beautiful bungalow built over the water. Myself and Frenzi spent quite a bit of time on the patio also built over the water, talking about stars that was falling above us. It was a miraculous night and totally loved it. But at the same time, I wished that Jack was there, I know he would have loved to bachata under the stars, it was just so perfect for late night bachatas. I miss the way me and Jack used to dance together in late hours of the night. All we needed was a quiet music and silence to surround us. I was so satisfied back then. Me and Poet has been choreographing to "Stand by me" by Prince Royce for the competition coming up in Sept, but it's not the same. The song is same, and the love for bachata is still there, but that miracle connection and attraction for one another is not there. I miss having a person like that.....


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