Did you know that every passing face in one's dreams are faces of people we have seen before? Perhaps in a crowded mall or an old forgotten acquaintance. Its strange how this people affect our subconscious mind, isn't it? And if we think of it in reverse, it is even stranger the way we affect others.
There is this someone, whom I barely know, yet perhaps I know all too well for man believes it best to open up to strangers. Lets call this person Jack. Jack is no exceptional person. He'll never go to Harvard or discover the cure for cancer. But I'll risk sounding pretentious and boldly say that he's unlike anyone most people have ever met. Its amazing how a mere few conversations made me see things differently. In a few weeks or months, we'll stop talking to each other completely, reduced to being just another contact on each other's Skype account. I probably haven't had an impact on him but its odd. He has greyed my perception of the world.
There are others like Jack in my life, but never has one affected me as strongly and swiftly as he. Its not because I am madly in love (because I'm not). Its not because he has the most amazing smile I have ever seen(although he does). Its because of his multiple seemingly opposing qualities that culminate to form a truly exceptional person. And because of an impulsive decision made in a fleeting moment, I've been able to read the underlying meaning beneath the surface of certain things.
But then again, I don't know Jack well enough or long enough to see the ugly side of him. For in every friend, every relative, there is surely a trait that irritates one. A part of me hopes that we'll never get to know each other inside out and find that annoying habit. A part of me hopes that we will eternally be in this phase. The phase in which everything is so refreshingly new, each line so deliciously delivered, each smile relished at, each compliment blushed at, each answer awaited with biting lips. A part of me just wants him to remain so wonderfully perfect in my mind, just as the person who widened my lids slightly. For then the magic remains.
I honestly don't know the point of this post. It was all just innocent ramblings whilst I surfed Tumblr through another's account. Perhaps I just wanted to remind myself the enormity of others in our lives. Perhaps I just wanted to preserve this moment, these thoughts of Jack (who could be a Jacqueline for all you know ;P ) before life whips up another hurricane, stealing them from my mind.
0 comments:
Post a Comment