A Chat. Part 3.

Confusing.

The word that describes me right now perfectly.

Why? Because she said something that makes me think about it all the way home.

She said that I am hers. I am hers.

“He’s mine,” in the direct form.

She said that to somebody, right in front of me, she knows that, and he here means me. What on earth could that possibly mean?

Confusing. Very confusing.

Nevertheless, I am very happy when she said that. Outrageously happy. That sentence is still ringing inside my ears now.

But that’s not the question. What she really means is the question.

Okay, she said that I am hers, but is she mine?

Doesn’t somebody else already has her?

Confusing, confusing, confusing…

But… Will she be ever mine?

God! Give me an answer!

~ by blubchoc on April 14, 2008.