A little Curious
My life has been all about this. From the moment I first saw him, I knew... I knew? What do I know? Just this deep, frantic thumping that resounded in my chest. It wrapped along my insides and squeezed and squeezed till all I felt like was mush inside. Like a curious little toddler, with a curious, evil little grin, squeezing a worm like a banana till it looked like mush.
Just to see if it could scream. Curiosity killed.
But this wasn't just curiosity-- this was overwhelming, strange-- and I was delirious with the burning thrill of it all.
I knew you weren't like the others. You were like me, you were an outsider and you were-- different. But I also knew you were here for a reason, a reason that made us different. I chased, you chased, we stalked. Each other.
But what was I really chasing after? Recognition? Fame? Fortune? Knowledge? Pain? Truth?
No. You know cause--
My life has been all about this.
But before my life was drenched in obsessive ecstasy--
It was like I was flying backwards, very slowly, never going anywhere, never stopping. Never really caring, but all the time waiting. But for what...?
Then all of a sudden, I zoomed to speeds unimaginable, and my body and spirit and mind and eyes and skin collided with this.
Then I saw you, really saw you. My whole world stopped.
I never thought I would know the truth. But there it was, there you were.
Our eyes finally met.
And I melted.
Maybe I obsess, I breath, I live, I chase... because.
My life has been all about.
You.
I just never realized it till now.