From Our Readers: This Is How Hard It Is to Reach You
In this land full of uniqueness, I am digging deeper to search for the similarity we might have. I am trying to look for something we have in common that will make me say we're really meant to be. We're really made for each other.
No matter what happens and how slim my chances are, I am still hopeful that there's a particular thing that will connect our lost souls and hearts that have been searching far too long for the right one.
There's something in your eyes that I find very engaging; they're like riddles and they make me want to solve whatever's hidden behind that gaze. I am looking for answers everywhere because you're the only person I can't read in one glance—a talent I've had, my friends say. You're like a book with infinite pages that will take eternity to finish. But still, I want to enter your world and look for the esoteric feelings. I can't even understand why I have this kind of connection to you. It's just that every time I look at you, I see myself in a dark cabin looking for the lost puzzle piece that will complete and reveal who you really are.
You're a talking book, a walking dictionary. You're the human version of unlimited words. You're a library and I want to read all the books. Your sophistication in almost everything reminds me of the Roman God, Thoth. You can survive every field you'll be put into because you knowledge and wisdom in you that I can only ask for. You can sing and your voice is music to my ears. You're gifted with various talents that really suit you. Many praise you but you remain humble. That never fails to amaze me.
Your face is a living image of Eros. Its fierceness challenges me to give it a smile because every time you smile, the world brightens just a little. You also have a good sense of fashion because every time you pass by, heads turn toward your direction.
You're a grand prize that everyone's willing to compete just to win you. And I am one of the participants in this game called Trying to Reach You. Many doves want to be with you, and here I am, an ugly duckling who can't pass your standards. I'm pretty sure you're not going for a girl like me. You'll always go for someone who's the same as you.
How can I get even a small chance of winning your heart, winning you?
I dig too much to find our similarities but you're really beyond the limit. We are opposites and antonyms that can never, ever fit together. I don't believe that opposites attract because we could've happened if that were true.
I am on Earth and you are beyond the sky—together with the other stars I can't reach. I'm the fisherman and you are the fish. In this wide ocean, I can't catch you. You're on the other side of the locked door I can't open.
I guess, I am really trying to reach someone unreachable. Someone I don't have a chance with. There's no way I can win this game. But if I can't be your lover, I hope we can be friends.