it’s like falling in love with you again. That’s the feeling. I don’t know why.

Every now and then there is always this period that we don’t see and contact each other. We get busy with our separate lives. I see you online, and maybe you did see me online too, or you didn’t, but I would just go on with something else. And then the feeling, the thought, the images, your shadows, your outlines, your voice, your perfume, your smile, your laughter, your eyes… everything, fades. And I thought it would remain faded… and slowly blend into my memory with the other trivial thoughts and sense of everyday life, amalgamated, dulled, fragmented.

But every now and then, again, I would always find a sane reason to re-connect with you. A movie, a dinner, a text, an IM message, an MSN tag, a Facebook status, a Facebook status comment, a song, a common friend… all seems to be a sane reason to do so… This all, resulted in me falling insanely in love with you, all over again.

Every smile turns into a masterpiece, every blink of an eye turns into glittering diamonds, every laughter seems like Mozart to the ear, every strand of hair gently stroked by the wind is like silk in the making, every coincidental brush on the arm feels so breathtaking, every second feels like forever, everything feels so… feels so much more like everything should have been, once again.

For every one of these moments, I felt my heart beating again. It is every one of these little details that gives me all the seemingly logical reasons to melt any iceberg in my way.

Some of my friends think I’m actually exaggerating the feeling. I beg to differ. Some asks me to change focus, to focus on something else, like a hobby. I choose to take on photography, to eternalize the moment of beauty, and keep beauty in view, working with the beauty of life and nature. And beauty is part of you. Some however think I’m insanely overdoing it for the length of the feeling. I some how have no sense of length or time.

This is really not a sad post. I don’t intend to make it feel sad too. But some may find it pessimistically not up to their taste. I just want to remind myself of not getting addicted to the feeling of falling in love and falling in love just for the sake of satisfying the addiction. For this moment, this time and space continuum, I really feel what I feel. That’s the only thing I can feel that is real, right now.

Please don’t feel pressured, my love. I’ll stay strong and you too must achieve your dreams. If you need someone to shoulder anything for you, big or small, I’ll be around.