i dont know why i am writing this. or why, right now, i have to write this. it is totally random with absolutely no relevance to the situation. and having said all this, i am just justifying what i am going to write. and yes, it is a weakness.

this is for the two of you, the two who i love equally or perhaps so i'd like to think.

you are like the man straight out of my precise calculations. perfectly articulated and delivered like a flawless painting by god. and i bought it. enjoyed it. cherished the beauty. the perfectness. what else was left to fall in place? the realisation.

the bloody realisation that it was not right. that the perfection was the greatest imperfection.

and then u came. in the midst of all the turmoil, the pain and the grief. you felt god sent too. full of imperfections and completely human. sinful, confused and still a joy. an unexplainable, indescribably happiness of your sheer existance with no expectation. u said what u had to. more importantly u said what i wanted to hear. at most times. i wouldn't criticise you, question or doubt you. ever. acceptance of what you are comes easily; the shortcomings, the negatives i thought i could never accept in a person. you are all that and much more.

your memory is enough...