My name is Rachel Cauilan and I just want to make a testament of my life growing up, from all the people, places, things, and feelings I’ve known, and to give a little piece of myself, and my love, to you. I hope you enjoy.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Heartbreaker

I can feel it when a guy wants something more from me.

Those instances when I can be found in a room spending a little of my extra time with you guys, and you hover around me just a little while longer in hopes your spirits will be uplifted from just being around me.

You call my attention by coming up from behind me as I'm sitting down and you run your hands down my arms as a "friendly gesture".

While both seated, you glance over at my distant state and reach your hand towards my head. You entwine your fingers in my hair and start to play with it.

The next time I'm seated on a couch, you decide to sit on my lap. As you all tumble over the couch, you sit beside me and notice I'm "falling off" and tell me to sit on your lap.

You grab my hand when my hands are cold, but you hold it longer, holding my hand in a long clasp under sheets as a couple would do.

I notice your quick glances, up and down, believe it or not. You stand in front of me in a room, then cradle me into a hug with you--out of the blue.

You wish to someway, somehow, spend more time around me. Speak a little more words with me. And envision what it would be like to be with me.

And this is why They call me a Heartbreaker.

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