Misconceptions

Readers' Guide:
- First of all, I don't know if "you" would be reading this...or if you would even care to have a look. That means, I don't know if you'll be able to recognize that it is "you" that I am talking about. Simply put, I don't know if I just put myself in a lot of trouble.
- If you do recognize yourself, send me a message so that I know when to bang my head against the wall.
- Second, if you're not him, but you recognize him in this article, send me a message (note: message not a comment) and let's see if you got it right. Haha, not promising any prizes *wink wink*
- Third, to all my friends who care about me: join me in praying that he does not recognize himself in this article.
- Lastly, WHO AM I FOOLING?! I better keep my mouth shut.

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They say the truth shall always set you free. So this entry, and all the truth in it, is supposed to set me free? I hope so…because after trying so hard, I just can't get you out of my head.

I thought you're just one of them. Someone who would just breeze in and out of my life; just one of those faces that won't find its name in one of my musings – a memory too delicate, like the weak sparkle of a distant star in the vast darkness of the night skies.

But I was wrong. Because you have not only walked into my life, but you have also managed to disturbed the peace and order I have painstakingly restored.

As if you have been bestowed with super human powers, going through my walls of defense had been easy – an air passing freely through open space. You made me feel that we are at the same level; that I am neither superior nor inferior to you. You do not patronize me nor look down at me. You made me feel that I am not growing because of you; rather I am growing with you (and you don't know how much I am grateful to you because of that).

And you didn't stop with that. You amazed me with how much you could stand up for your beliefs, and how you could handle yourself against the oppositions. I am amazed at how you would fight for people that you care about, and amusingly, have fun while doing it. You carry yourself with such smoothness that you steal the limelight every time you're in a heated argument.

But the thing that I was so wrong about is the fact that you are no ordinary guy. I was thinking back then, "Yeah, you know, he's cute and let's say hot, and really interesting if I may say so…but there's got to be something more than that." As if reading my thoughts, you proved to me that you are more than just a pretty face.

I hate to be wrong. Star sign or not, my towering pride has always been my defense, as well as my frailty.

I hate to be wrong. And I hate to admit that I'm loving the fact that you're always proving me wrong.