The Park

Have you ever sat on a bench, in a park and just sit there for an hour just looking at this godforsaken world? Have you ever experienced your twenty-seven years of living shaken in just mere seconds as a girl walks past by you? Have you ever looked at someone and tell yourself why haven't I met this woman before? Because I... I do. * * * It has been how many weeks already, babe. I've been waiting for you here. On this same spot, at the same time. You know, I'm a busy person actually. I work there at the Skiren Co. Our building is in front of Gate 6, if ever you want to bring me some lunch or you want us both to grab some. I work there as a web developer. I wonder, will it be okay for you to have a man whose work is only a designer of some shitty web developing company? Well you better accept me, babe. 'Cause I'm doing everything to be worthy of you. Enough of me, babe. It's already 12:10 PM. I arrived here at exactly 12:05 PM. I was never late for you, love. I am so excited to see you that I will never do anything other than to wait for you to come here again every week. Well, okay, yeah, I'm sorry, babe. I arrived late last week. I know, okay? I promised but I failed to meet... I arrived only to see you walk past the spot where supposedly I should be at that time. I only saw your river blue hair as it dazzled through the sun who is at its highest peaks. Oh, you made me feel like Icarus and I would burn my wings a million times just to get close to your ever glorious shine, babe. And looking at your skirt along with your black, crop top shirt. How simple! It matches Your 4-year-old looking boots, whoever gave you that must be a really important person in your life because, babe, it's so rugged now. It's already time for a new pair. Let me change it for you. What brand do you want? Timberlands? Louboutins? Whatever you want, babe. We'll figure it out someday. I'm more looking forward what's inside those boots of yours. Observing it I can tell you're a size seven. How small and cute your feet are. Do your feet smell? I wouldn't mind though. We can always buy you foot powders. I love you and that includes your flaws. Anyway, I fixed things already. I won't ever be late again. I promise you. But this time it's true and I will not break it again. I won't forgive myself if I ever break my promise to you again, my dear sugar. Oh wait, there you are. I see you already. Amidst the crowd around you I can clearly see you. I can even tell it's you from your silhouette or just seeing your back. God, your nape. I wonder how it smells when you sweat. There it is also, your wavy, liquid color hair. How many hours do you burn just to achieve that wavy look. I wonder how much it cost you for that dye but whatever baby you are so gorgeous with your hair. You are getting closer and closer to me. I wish someday it will not only be the proximity between us. I can already see your weekly outfit. You never ceased to amazed me. You always make my jaw drop, if only that wasn't weird I would have literally already done it. Your soft and so silky tan skin. I can already see it. How the sun's rays damage those skin. How cruel of you sun! I swear I'll get back on you someday! Hurting my beautiful baby's skin. How I wish I can feel those cover flesh of yours, babe. If only I can be near you. I swear I will talk to you one of these days, babe. Okay, here we go approaching the climax of this afternoon. You, babe, are getting so close to me. I can see it now. Those eyes, ohhh those eyes. One second those eyes land on mine, I think mine would burst into a thousand colors. Colors even beyond the spectrum of colors. Those ocean blue eyes. Vast yet empty. I can see it all in there. They say the eyes speak what the mouth can't. But cheer up, baby! I'm here. You won't ever feel empty again. I promise. Your eyes just matches your face, your innocent face. I think you look more like your mother. It's like I can see the faces of the mother, of the mother, of the mother, of your mother. Thanks to them you had such a great face, baby. It's priceless. Wait... Did you just say 'Hi' to me? Wait, am I still daydreaming? I was so indulged in looking at your soft, red lips. I was thinking what products you put in there? I hope they don't damage your lips because it's perfect already. But wait... Did you really just said 'Hi'? What did I answer? Come on, I already see your back away from me. You're past from me now. I can't remember. What did I answer!? God! I am sorry, babe. I can't remember, I didn't mean to snob you. I want to say 'Hi' too but I guess it's already too late now. I'll just say 'Hi' next time. Okay? Now that you're past ahead of me, I'll just continue on wondering how those lips feel when it's pressed against mine. Those soft lips when I bite it down. Will you bite mine too? Did you already kissed another man with those lips? With your beauty, I guess you did. But past is in the past baby! I'm just looking forward on how you will react as the heat around us rises. How does that skin feels like when it touches mine? Will we burn like coals to put warm in a winter's night. What static electricity will I feel when our skin brushes with each other. Have you ever felt how steel feels when brushed with your skin? Nevermind babe, you'll soon know how cold a steel can be. Same goes with your soon cold body. How I wish it wouldn't cool so fast. That's why let's enjoy the night while you're still warm okay? Would those ocean eyes fit in my collection? You see, I have this blue box containing these little circle things used to see the true wonder of this world. I think your eyes will be a perfect match! How about Senna's eyes? Will the both of your eyes complement each other when put together? Well, there's still twenty-six more pairs to put you beside. Let's see where yours will match okay, baby? Oh and by the way, I already dumped my boss' eyes. They really don't match anywhere in my collection. Those fuckin' ugly eyes. Trying to take me away from the chance to see you every week. Giving me a lot of paperworks eh? Goddamn Jimmy, you deserved what happened to you. Anyway, baby, forget that stupid man. You're nowhere near my sight now. I'll be missing you. I'll be thinking of you. See you next week.