Inadequacy
why did I say the right thing in the wrong way?
was I too tired to drive that message across?
why didn't I put down the phone since I was tired?
how should I do it better next time?
what's the right way to do the right thing?
would she love me less because of that?
the questions went on...
with a touch of empathy and remorse,
a grain of doubt and insecurity.
Then the phone rang...
she said she was returning my sms
she reassured that she was fine
she remarked that she had forgotten about it
the pacifying went on...
with a tinge of care and forgiveness
a trace of benevolence and sensitivity.
comes as a blessing
rekindling our love
reinforcing our faith.
It reminds me
of her empowering statement one evening
that things could fail me,
but I would never fail her.
In her eyes,
I always get a second chance
as long as I do not lose heart.
I can't help but to feel
so fortunate and thankful
for having found,
out of nowhere,
such a nurturing soul
hidden beneath
an attractive front.
That makes her,
at least in my eyes,
complete as a true beauty
with the look and substance
shining from within
spreading to afar.
Hwei Nee,
who brings wonders into my life
who shows great patience
with my sometimes intolerable behaviour
spurred from my inexperience
caused by my immaturity
in the world of love and togetherness.
I don't know why
after this incident,
on my way to office
I saw her face on all the girls with long hair
I visualized her skin on those with fair complexion
I scent her fragrance at the presence of sweet smell.
Is this...
yet another way I miss her?