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March 5, 2006

The Day I fell in Love:

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Sunset Monologue 156

Now That I’ve Fallen….

What am I gonna do? It happen this morning, it was real subtle like a gentle breeze swirling around the room, it invaded me and left me breathless. I’ve been off kilter all day and then I realized what had hit me…..

Wow is all I can say, this actually caught me off guard. I guess that’s the way it’s suppose to be. Surely must not be a time limit on these things and certainly timing can’t be a factor.

I feel…….

I am not one to look at people intently without cause, because my eyes tell ALL my business – as we stared intently at each other – is when it happen, I’m pretty sure of that.

I won’t speak it aloud, because it’s in such an infancy state. It needs water, light and food to help it grow – and there’s no guarantee (like alot of things in life) that it will be allowed to – but it feelssssssssss…………….good.

The conversation was real, the outcome uncertain and it knows this but it came anyway, like it does – with no regard for what’s going on – it has it’s own agenda, it’s own rhyme and reason.

I’m just going to wrap it up and perserve it, because I want it and I want it to go as far as it can, regardless of the consequences – I know that just as powerful as it comes, when it leaves it wrecks havoc, but I can’t block the blessing and it might not be on my timetable – so I need to just chill.

The funniest part of this whole thing, this morning was that I could have swore while it was happening to me; itwashappeningtohim….

What are we gonna do?


About Pamela

Lover of MJ, Mother of College Girl, Atlanta living participant of the bigger picture. Always ready for my closeup.

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