Thursday, March 01, 2012

like a baby who squeals in delight when you cover her eyes with your palms and whisper "peekaboo!" and release your hands, i hope that one day, i can look into the mirror, and be pleasantly surprised, at the sureness of the face staring back at me, at the clarity and contentment of those brown pair of eyes, at the knowing beaming smile of those lips, at the darkness and the lightness (and how they complement each other) of the heart, telling it's story in beats so fierce I can hear it pounding in my ears, and realise, that it is, unmistakably, I.

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