Have you ever seen someone for the very first time and without any logical reason, felt a strong compulsion to get to know him or her? Have you ever felt so drawn that you had an unquenchable thirst to explore and to be revealed? Have you ever reached out and felt a stirring within your soul? The burning desire is so strong that it's actually shameful already but you just can't deny it.

I had once felt that way about someone. And today, I remembered him. It's funny how the pressing need inside me has not subsided despite time and distance.

Actually, I'm not sure what I miss: him or the feeling. Maybe I'm a masochist. Maybe I just like the poetic sensation. Maybe I'm just really a drama queen. Maybe it's just really him, plain and simple. HIM. HIM. HIM.

But then again, I preferred longing for him while he was still within my midst as compared to longing for him now. Now, it's seems like a regular case of missing someone because the person is away. It's so much different missing someone who is right in front of you. That kind of missing transcends the physical; it is an emotional and spiritual yearning. So romantic. It's the kind that elates you while torturing you at the same time. You can't explain it. You can't understand it. It's totally crazy! Just the same, you crave for it. Why? Because it's what your being dictates and for you not to follow is to deny yourself.

It's really very complicated. I'm getting confused. I'm not sure if I'm even making sense. I just wanted to share. This blog is some kind of therapy for me. I can say things I otherwise would not be able to express. The bottomline: I like the fascination he enthused within me and I cling on to that because it makes me feel alive. He makes me feel alive.

Anyway, here's a little something I scribbled a while ago while thinking about him.

TELL ME

Tell me something true.

Tell me something great.

Tell me something no one else knows.

Tell me.

Do tell me 'coz I wanna know.

Let me know.

Please let me know.

And I will let you in.