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a sweet fact.. Believe it or not
Friday, June 26, 2009HE IS INDEED TORPE
By: hard_stuff_22@yahoo.com
Of all the things that could prove to be disastrous; is to fall in-love to a guy who is torpe. He could come in different forms and sizes. Adorable and cute, tall and handsome, have an oozing sex appeal even though he’s clumsy particularly whenever his object of affection suddenly appear. A torpe guy has the tendency to commit unfortunate accidents, like dropping his hot, scalding soup or an iced-cold juice on his very own lap.

He bungles his speech, therefore unable to form a coherent word to utter. And if he manages to summon the courage to speak, he would definitely blurt out the most inane or stupid thing. The torpe guy spends his time sighing and daydreaming of all the things he wish to say and do with the girl of his dreams. He would meet her on the streets, hallways and yet never look directly into her eyes, instead covertly gaze at her when he thought she is not aware of it.
Her voice is like music to his ears, even it sounds like sawing a metal. To the torpe guy, her skin is flawless, abandoned with no blemishes, when there’s a prominent scar from a chicken pox. Her lips like a ripe cherry and unworthy for his kiss; yet he’s yearning for a chance to kiss her. For him, her eyes are fathomless pool where he would gladly drown himself if he only has the guts to do so. Her perfume is the best he ever encountered and it seems around him at all times. To him she’s perfect, his goddess, his Aphrodite. The sun shone and sets right at her feet. He could even move mountains, if she asks him too.
Unfortunately, the torpe guy is a nervous wreck. One casual hello could make him hold his breath far longer than those swimming athletes; you might think he would choke on his breath. But if you have the chance to have a glimpse of his heart, you’ll see how it beats frantically by the mere sight of his ladylove. What more, if she happens to bestow him a smile across the room. You cannot imagine how catastrophic it would be. He might have a seizure; or worst, the moment she speaks to him, he might suffer a heart attack!
However, if the lady is also secretly waiting for him to speak, so she could return his regard, she’ll be having a hard time waiting. It could be a source of her endless frustrations. Give him the leeway to manifest his heart’s yearnings and he would scamper off; beating Lydia Vega’s record time. Drop a hint and he would never try to come near to the woman of his dreams for fear that he might be too transparent and she will readily scorn him.
So what to do with a torpe guy? Would you wait for him, until your hair turn to grey? Cobwebs and dusts start to gather where you remain stationary else one slight move might send the precious torpe guy clinging to a nearby MERALCO post like a monkey? Or map a plan of strategy on how to entice him to let go and say what’s in his mind? Whatever it is, you’ll need an ample patience and prayers down on your knees every night to give him the boost he needs; just for you to hear his heart’s content.
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