It's a verity of the real world. There's no denial that we've all had them. Destined or not.. life's shrewd & meaningless without 'close encounters'. To clarify close encounter? It's the wounded relationships . small crushes . fatal attractions you have/had .. that leaves you jaded, stringy and unself regulated. Some.. more lasting than others, lingering long enough to make you believe in transcendence. It's the fe/male companions that curds butterflies in your stomach everytime you see them.

I'd like to presume that there will ever be three encounters. To (i) The boy I grew up with .. bordered between two hemispheres but intuitively knew I loved . (ii) The charmer who stopped me abruptly at the mall in trivial pursuit & swepted me off my feet. (iii) And the one whom cladestinely keeps his feelings imperforated to let chronicles unfold in due course of serendipity. I dream about you..